June 8th, 2002 CE

I remember next to nothing about my dream from today. I was converting the Statue of Liberty into some sort of fortress of doom, and much of the interior was a training ground for my soldiers, ready to take over the world. It was all crude steel and steam vents; very steampunkish. I remember an image of a giant lipstick applicator being used to put lipstick on the statue for some reason. I don't know.