Dream and then today

I'm not sure where I got this from, but I had dream last night that I was living in a communist country with Stalin as a close friend and father like figure. Eventually I had to kill him, though, because we couldn't handle how authoritarian he was. Weird.

Still not sure what to write about on this blog. I spent about 30 minutes writing something about myself last night, but then I realized that I don't like being that self-indulgent. So that was fun. Maybe I'll find something to write about today when I'm out and about.