Good Morning for 12-7-5

I managed to fall asleep before midnight last night. Which did wonders for me. Couple dream sequences. *nods* I woke up around 6 feeling dehydrated. I kind of like those dead-of-the-night water runs. Water never tastes better.

I was smart enough to toss my comforter on my bed, finally. When I crawled back into bed, I noticed how freaking warm it was under there. I like that. Keep my legs and my trunk warm, and expose my arms so I can keep a balance. But eventually retract underneath the covers before drifting off again.

I remember some dream where I’m knocking on some apartment. Except I know the person, so I come in. Er. It’s my sister? I notice she hasn’t shaved her legs in a while. That’s my sister for you. I spoon with her, at which point I think, “Wait, something’s not right here.” She’s still with Matt, but. Wait. What am I doing here?

Woke up, got water, made mental note to remember dream. Did. I rule. Tried to think of something I wanted to dream about before falling back to sleep. Didn’t work.

Melissa made a cameo, but only for a split second. Go figure.

There were two groups of people having exceedingly quiet conversation. I lost track of which one I was supposed to be listening in on, and unfortunately, could hear neither. You know those cartoons where characters are jam-packed next to each other? One of those situations, except not a cartoon. And someone was touching my ass.

Another video game reference. I swear, I could write video games based on my dreams. Fading into a scene I can’t describe offhand. Fading into another scene where Ziggy’s monitor is going crazy. Or so I think, except it turns out he’s watching porn in class. *nods* If that’s not random, I don’t know what is.

*yawns*

This is far better than waking up on no sleep.