Conked out at nine o'clock last night, just woke up. Nyquil is a wonderful thing.
Dreams were odd, of course. Some serial killer from Lebanon called me [not collect though, that was nice] to tell me I was next, and then Ryan Dunn and I spent all night reinforcing the house. Ended with a dissertation about how too many video games center around castles or craters.
Woke up trying to figure out how to fit Faye and Brandon into a dinner party with Brandon's parents [Re: The Trendsetter].
Probably post again later. Will admit, not posting because I was sleeping was bugging me a bit.
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