Hypnographia, lackluster flatulence edition.
I keep a sheet of paper and a pen beside the bed so I can write stuff down in the middle of the night. With the Seroquel, I don't always remember doing this.
Last night's offering, apparently a quote from a dream:
"I'm normally a much better farter, Sir, but I'm afraid my heart's just not in it today."
I don't have context, so you don't get it either. I hope to god this had nothing to do with watching Sharpe's Rifles and Sharpe's Eagle recently. I really can't handle thinking about farting in front of Sean Bean.
Last night's offering, apparently a quote from a dream:
"I'm normally a much better farter, Sir, but I'm afraid my heart's just not in it today."
I don't have context, so you don't get it either. I hope to god this had nothing to do with watching Sharpe's Rifles and Sharpe's Eagle recently. I really can't handle thinking about farting in front of Sean Bean.