I fell asleep at 9:15 last night and slept straight through until 5:15, and then fell back to sleep until the alarm went off at 6:40.
I had funky dreams.
I dreamt about fighting a weak demon I'd released by winning the world's lamest console video game. It had a distinct feel of Reaper to it.
I also dreamt a number of jokes about Jesus that were very funny to me until I woke up and realized that Jesus hadn't actually been an assassinated American president. He isn't
erskine, either, but that's not terribly relevant to this post.