At least one thing that never ends well

So actually, I had a sort of lovey-dovey dream about K last night, which, if these theories are to be believed, may not bode well for the romance.

In a definite ill-omen towards a different sort of relationship, I also dreamt sending a shirty email to a potential client who wanted to haggle over price.

(In reality, I sent a polite email that nonetheless conveyed the same message).