I had one of those bizarre WTF dreams this morning, wherein my family (mom, dad, brother, me) was running an elaborate science lab in our basement... with plutonium. There was an accident that simultaneously invented phasing (the lab assistant's hand went all shiny and gummy, then passed down through the table!) and let all the radioactivity out. So we had to leave really quickly and I lost all my packing time due to tending the pets and my dad wouldn't even let me grab a change of clothes before hustling me out the door. Which made me mad. The end.