I don't have details of last night's dream. However, in the evening, I watched as sneak preview of "Knocked Up", the new Judd Apatow film, at the Union.

Consequently, I dreamt that I was pregnant. Not the initial shock of pregnancy, mind you, but second-trimesterish with a significant belly developing. I remember how surreal it was to have this body with something growing inside it, but I've got no detail. I don't even know who the father was.