Aug 13, 2010 15:50
We get rats at my house. It seems to be a thing around my area. They skitter in the roof occasionally and then they don't. Sometimes they die in the roof, leaving an unholy rat-stench which has thusfar always been in the computer room for some reason.
Last night when I got home, there was unholy rat-stench emanating from the roofal region immediately above my bed. I fell asleep anyway, because I was tired, and where else was I going to sleep?
When I was little, and I was sick, I remember having this nightmare that was just blobs of dark colour and throbbing sound. That was pretty nasty. Other than that, I don't think I recall ever having a nightmare worse than the ones I had last night.
Today I feel like death. Not the attractive and awesome Neil Gaiman Death, the other one.
This presents me with a dilemma: I was going to go to the civic tonight to see FoC and catch up with Zeda, but I am ridiculously tired and not wanting to go out. On the other hand, if I stay home and sleep, there will be unholy rat-stench to contend with.
Woe. And such.