vesper is the hottest

as in, THE james bond of the killer instinct, techno gadgets and oh-so-suave lady-killer moves.

for all of 90-120 minutes (the normal REM duration), i was jumping off cars and escaping explosives with this gorgeous fellow i didn’t really recognize but knew to be bond. and the coolest thing? no sweat, and no scratches.

you know how it is in dreams when you JUST KNOW things? aside from being the latest bond girl, i was an heiress to this grand opera house. and while i rested (?) from my adventures on an elegant chaise lounge, someone had the good mind to bring me my favorite ice cream: belgian chocolate from Häagen Dazs!

sometimes, it’s a sad sad thing that dreams remain in the realm of nod.

. . .

perhaps you can help?

i’m going half out of my mind trying to remember a word not many people may have heard of. it’s a word that means “the first thing you see in the morning” OR “the first thing you see when you wake”.

in fourth year high school, the english beadle would give a word for the day at the start of class. this was one of her words and i’m sorry, ishka, but i can’t for the life of me remember what the damn word is.

pleasepleaseplease help me find that word!