Well. This morning I was having a dream I was suffocating, and I awoke to find a bra on my face. Apparently, according to Aly who was feeding Thomas in the middle of the night, she meant to fling it over the bed, but it didn't get far enough and she was too sleepy to notice. Just far enough to make me think I was dying. But still...death by lingerie? I suppose there are worse ways to go! And at least dreams meant I was sleeping. That should help tonight when we go searching for this girl.
Also, Razvan was at David's house...it seems he's just doing his annoying git routine to get what he wants. If he'd wanted to take someone away, he would have. But still...if you see him, call me? I can take care of it. Oh I hope.