Friday, January 11, 2008

sleep...

Um, isn't the point of sleep that you wake up refreshed? Instead of exhausted?

Many dreams (I dreamt that the Emmys were unscripted and bizarre and more bizarre stuff...) and awaken to slam, slam.

Off to shower, off to work. Ugh.

2 comments:

Texaco said...

I totally relate.

I'm in Las Vegas. I've never been to Las Vegas but in this dream I'm in Las Vegas with my step mom and dad. Linda is ALWAYS COLD - it's 110 out and she's an icicle. We find a heater vent in the restaurant we're at and she takes off her shoes and dangles her feet over it. My dad asks,"Did she take her shoes off?"

"Um, yeah dad. Hey, what's that?" I ask, seeing that he's walking around this restaurant with a vacuum cleaner hose.

"It's a particle accelerator."

I don't know. Maybe I should lay off the caffine after 8 pm.

Sarah Louise said...

Oh, I lay off the caffiene by 6pm and even then, it's iced tea, which is pretty watered down. I don't have coffee after noon.