Sleepless
Nobody writes in these gall-darned things anymore. At least none of the four people I'm friends with. And I sure as hell don't. The only reason I'm writing here now is because it's nearly 6:30 in the morning and I've run out of ways to entertain myself during this period of sleeplessness
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you were in my dream last night...which i completely forgot about until just now. uh, i guess we were both home at the same time (gasp) along with a crapload of other people unfamiliar to me though quite chummy with you. you were quite popular, actually. ah, dreams.. ;] anyway, there was some sort of game you were all playing when i showed up, and it was one of those (one of what, these don't exist) 'prove how well you know your friends' games. to keep it short, as the memory will be best represented, i show up just in time for my turn. the question i have to answer has something to do with 'if evelyn has a new boyfriend, and people are asking you about him, how many words would you say on the subject over the course of one day?' seriously. my answer was twenty. you then gave me this quizzical 'uh, you sure?' look before moving on, but i had no idea what other number to give, so that was that. after which, it was your turn to give the um, correct answer and see if i was right. so, you stood up at the chalkboard (yep) and scribbled for several minutes this really complex math gibberish until you finally came up with some very specific number...in the thousands.
and i felt stupid, and that's all i remember.
oh, and it was your birthday, which i think was the reason for the festivities of sorts. yeah.
i'll post something eventually, so you'll have more reason to be internet-y. hope this will tide you over.
good luck with the job hunt and the last of the classes, and yes, i'm quite familiar with the 'lethargy sucks' feeling. takes you a bit by surprise, i think.
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