Dream: I was working on this flying machine made of Legos. Someone else had designed it, but I was building it with customizations. It was full of little computers. I think Rowe was talking to me about it. At some point Martha showed up. It was kind of nice to see her, again. She kept trying to tell me how I was building my machine wrong and she obviously knew nothing about it. I think she had blue hair.

Spring break is about over. I hate classes. I hope EPIC hires me.