See, this is why I don't nap..
For a few days now I've been on that weird sleep schedule of up for four, down for four, that sometimes happens when I have a silent migraine or whatever other factor causes it about twice a year now. Last time I was asleep I dreamed I was pegging this dude up on my wall, who, on flipping him over turned out to be Clive Owen (did you know clive was a serious power bottom? I sure didn't). That was certainly pleasant.. this afternoon while I was up I went to the mexigrocery and got cotija (it's a nice substitute for paneer, fyi) and when I came back instead of eating it I slept again, and had my first fully Hindi-fluent dream. I know I wasn't just repeating dialogue in my head, either, because I translated out the last line I remember and it was "It's far better to do it this way, because courtesy is the root of what we are teaching here at the Albany school for homeless pets." I'm almost looking forward to sleeping again to see what else my brain throws up at me.