one of those days...

spent the night dreaming about how I couldn't fall asleep. was having to share a bed with some guy in a hospital and had to keep dealing with iv tubes and the tv was on and we were waiting for some people and it was all somehow related. (I have no idea where that came from, unlike the musical ax murderer from a couple nights ago.)


and I've had that "something crawled up into my sinuses and died and smells funny" thing going on.

on the funny side, this story is entertaining. cause who doesn't have at least a billion dollars in the checking account?