if this is true, it's a sure sign of a coming apocalypse.

Stel will be in town this week, en route to Japan and her visit with Dev, so we're obviously going to get together for dinner and, what?, seven or twelve bottles of wine. She's already decided she wants Thai, because apparently in her new hometown of X, the local Thai restaurant leaves something to be desired...and it's not more of their curry.

So last night I had the funniest dream about Stella's visit here to Y. In my dream, we were walking down the street to Y's local Thai restaurant when Stella stopped suddenly and said, in great earnestness, "You know, in X we can't get good doritos. They're always stale. And deli meat? It doesn't come freshly cut, so could we just go to a deli and get stuff to make sandwiches? And some doritos?"

"Rather than Thai?" dream-Inga asked.

"You don't look excited," dream-Stella replied.

Dream-Inga contemplated this all for a moment, and then replied, "Well, so long as I can pick up an all beef kosher hotdog, okay."

And just like that, our dream identities were happy as clams ~ Stella was going to get her doritos and I was going to get my all beef kosher hot dog.

Which is more disturbing, that Stel was suddenly so happy about doritos and sliced deli meats or that I was so swayed by a hot dog?