Got up at a quarter to five (ok, I woke up at a quarter to five, I got out of bed closer to five to five). Got my shit together and was in a car a few minutes after five. I'm getting better at this. Of course I haven't done any work yet so we'll see how easy it is to stay awake.

First thing on the road NPR hit me with stories about work and the aquisition. They focused on our technology and the innovations we've made and the story was over for a few minutes before I realized they never mentioned how integral having over a hundred human editors was to our business model.

It made me nervous again and this reminded me of some dreams I had last night.

I can't clearly remember them but I remember encountering Daisy Ded Petals again and how I was trying to deliver the news to her but kept getting distracted by ...her. I miss Daisy but does it seem at all fair that my subconcious is choosing now to shake it's finger at me for not asking her out?

I lost track of her ages ago; I doubt she's even in the country any more. I wish her well, wherever she is. I miss her.