MK's not the only one having weird dreams.

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But MK-mama's dreams were much cooler than mine.

I dreamed someone hacked into my website, and Kysra was the one who told me. She was all serious and grim and like "Take a look." It ended up being some tweenybopper somehow accessed my cPanel and uploaded all these fruity doll images and glittering web banners and other nasty stuff that everyone who first gets on the 'Net is guilty of using, because they don't know HTML and are too lazy to buy Dreamweaver or GoLive.

I remember manually deleting everything one by one, and thinking this girl could have done a lot worse damage (she just used my domain to direct-link to images she put on a Tripod webpage) but she didn't, and now I have to password protect my "gallery" from now on. *blink* I don't have a gallery to password protect, but if I did, I could if I wanted to.

So, would anyone care to tell me what all of that has to do with the wretchedness of yesterday?

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O.O I have no idea . . . However, the fact that something so invasive as someone screwing with your websites was the main feature has me thinking perhaps you feel that there is some invasive force in your life that is forcing a different face or making you do/feel/say/think things you don't want to or wouldn't normally . . . or maybe you're feeling vulnerable (obvious - maybe).

I'm reaching, I know. I'm trying to figure out how it would relate to the day you're referencing too. However, sometimes the junk in our self-conscious comes out after being in there for a LONG time so maybe it's just something that's been laying in wait.

Who knows? The human brain is an awesome, mysterious thing still.

I hope that your dreams are better in the future though. *hugs*