Hope

Dear Universe,
I want all my jobless friends to find jobs and financial security. Me included.
I want my husband to not get blamed when things at work don't go as planned because it's not his fault, just his problem.
I want to be in less pain each day.
I think that's it. Easy enough, yes?

Still waiting.

In my dream last night, I was part of a small clan of werewolves. A couple of members had been picking fights and generally pissing off the alphas, and I watched them being thrown around and then hauled out by the backs of their necks, tossed on to the road, and warned that if they returned they would be killed. And then the medics tended to the wounded that the troublemakers had beaten, including me. I had many broken bones and internal bleeding, but my werewolf healing powers kicked in and the medics began licking my scars to make sure the wounds wouldn't reopen.
Ah, family.

Also, the Doctor Who episode "The Pandorica Opens" made me go AUGH WARGARBL MEEP. It made me miss Doctors Nine and Ten. Imagine if they had delivered that speech on the stone.