I had some bizarre dreams last night. For one, I could wear the color yellow---a bright sunny shade that in real life, like any other yellow variant, would make me look sallow. And then I was at a spa with my mother when my friend's brother showed up and started talking about how he'd just broken up with his girlfriend and would I be interested in buying some red rock formations in Arizona? (Which, by the way, if anyone could manage to sell, it would be him.) And then I was being chased by bad guys into this gigantic wall of gelatin, which was apparently the last test in a long line of tests to determine if I could become a spy.

I would love to say this has something to do with the Week of the Killer Quizzes, but it doesn't. At all. Much to Sev's annoyance. Shall I get to the quizzes, Sev? ::rustling of parchment:: ( Your wish is my command, darlin'! )

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