What if I just don't give a damn? How wonderful!

I had the weirdest dream last night. Apparently I had just had a baby, a boy, and I took him home to my parents' house. My whole family was there, plus my corridor mates here in Uppsala. I didn't feel as happy as you should after you just had a baby, it seems it was unplanned and that I didn't really want it. Anyway, the first evening I took my mother aside and said something like; "What if the baby isn't normal, what if he's a freak like me?" I don't really know what I meant about me being a "freak", but the morning after, I realized that my kid could run in some kind of hyper-speed. He could also jump really high, like a cat. And his poo was green. Turns out I got a kid with super powers, which means I had to have some kind of powers as well. Cool. :D Or maybe we were just freaks.
Anyhoo, I think the dream was inspired by two MSN conversations I had last night; Linda and I discussed children, and Lova and I discussed Heroes. :D Heroes started on Swedish TV a couple of weeks ago, I've seen a couple of episodes, but it didn't really grab a hold of me. Lova is crazy about it though. :)

Yeah, back in Uppsala. My little "vacation" at home was nice, I spent lots of time with my family, which was the point. We went to see some of Öland's Harvest Festival (same procedure as every year, James...), and just relaxed. Hanna is leaving for Thailand on Thursday, so I wont see her before April. If I don't go there to visit her, that is. :)

A few words about the new House; I hope the Ducklings come back, because I don't like any of the "numbers". Yeah.