I dreamed a Hippo ate my cellfone. I was minding my own business (honestly) and it just rushed me and chomped toothlessly (thank goodness) on my arm and gulped the cellfone I was holding. I thought "I have to remember this and tell you" but I forgot the rest.

While awake and before dreaming, I made dinner. The broccoli thing with almonds again. I have the world's cheapest but sharpest knife. I also now sport the world's deepest cut to the pad of my middle right finger. This morning it stings and throbs but it has stopped bleeding into the soaked bandaid.

I really find it hard to predict what stupid thing I will do to myself next.