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-Winnie the Pooh quote: "I've got rumblies in my tumblies! Time for something sweet."-

Well, I had an interesting dream last night (and finally managed to beat the alarm clock). I suppose the most interesting part was where there was a large green bubble and somebody shoved their hand through the bubble and released a handful of smaller bubbles. But yet, this somehow corresponded to somebody giving me information.

Yet another reason I would prefer indoor bonding activities: my hands. For some weird, probably genetic (my brother gets it too) reason, if I'm out in the sun too long, my hands and other extremities swell up into large meaty balls of pain. The worst thing is, sunscreen doesn't seem to avert the condition.

Which probably explains why I remembered my dream so well, as I would wake up every few hours last night to press my hands against the cool wall. Or get up to go to the bathroom, as past experience with... whatever this is... has shown that it goes away faster if I guzzle as much water as I possibly can.

Reality check. As strange as it sounds, I think I might be allergic to the sun.