Nocturnal Degustations
Hey everybody, guess what I was covered with when I woke up this morning! I'll give you a hint. It can be described as choco-hazelnut goodness. It's...Nutella! When my alarm went off at seven this morning I found my upper chest, neck, and left arm covered in a brown paste. Upon further inspection I found a spoon stuck to the underside of my pillowcase and the open jar of Nutella sitting on my desk. The login history on webmail says I checked my email at 5:20 this morning. Nearest I can figure I woke up in the middle of the night and for some reason decided it would be a good time to check my email. Perhaps I was hungry and thought, "I want Nutella, but I'm so tired," but I can't figure out why I thought that taking Nutella to bed with me was a good idea. I have no recollection of any of this transpiring. This makes me wonder how often I get up in the middle of the night to check my email. What makes me think that someone will be emailing me between four when I went to bed and seven when I was getting up? And what else do I do in the middle of the night?