Yoo Hoo, I simply MUST tell you about the dream I had last night. So I was in high school, only my high school was downtown in some made up city and it was a big building with lots of windows. It looked more like a college campus in downtown NYC or Chicago than a high school, which of course made it wicked awesome. I think there might have been dorms attached too? Anyway, so I was in high school and I was in a class. James Mardsen was my teacher, so needless to say I was in love with my teacher and his voice like honey. All of a sudden the fire alarm went off and we all ran out into the hallway and saw smoke coming down the hall. So of course we all panicked (that looks wrong?). And the rest of the dream was about my confusing escape from the burning building. There were escalators. Escalators in a high school. I wish this high school existed and that I went to it. I have processed 4 terminations so far today. That's not good Becca. That means it will be harder to reach our goal of $30 million in revenue so we can go on a cruise for free. I MUST GO ON A CRUISE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm sleepy. I had a personal training session last night with T-Rizzle. He had me working on arms. HE DESTROYED MY ARMS! Seriously, I don't have the strength or energy to lift them. Driving is interesting. Tonight during my session we'll be working on legs, so I fully expect to not be able to walk tomorrow. I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow with an orthopedic guy. He's gonna look at my knee. I hope he tells me how to fix it, and I hope it doesn't involve taking an X-ray because I can't afford that. Seriously, I can barely keep my eyes open. I have to work on the Cardinal Health payment today. But far this is my least favorite part of my job. Bleh. Well, that's it I guess. Ta Ta, Rach