April 21, 2000Last night I had another weird dream. I had a 4 or 5 month old baby girl. Her name was Joan of Arc. Not Joan. Joan of Arc. She was the cutest, sweetest, most precious thing i had ever seen. She was so happy and content. I'd pick her up in my arms and hold her close to my chest. She was unbelievably small. So warm and adorable.
