Sounds like you're turning into me. Regular eating or sleeping schedule? Bah. Except that I very rarely remember dreams.
And you should see the piles of clothes and books and papers and cables and random electronics and instruments and CDs and trash strewn across my floor and piled on my chairs. To enter my dorm room, you have to open the door about 30 degrees (that's as far as it goes before it hits an immovable object), slip into the crack, put a foot up on a practice amp to your left for leverage, and then propel yourself across the room to one of the few small empty spaces in order to avoid the potential of accidentally steppin on something that shouldn't be stepped on (for reasons of personal pain or object breakage) that's hidden under the mess and invisible. It's getting kinda fun but I think I may clean up soon.
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And you should see the piles of clothes and books and papers and cables and random electronics and instruments and CDs and trash strewn across my floor and piled on my chairs. To enter my dorm room, you have to open the door about 30 degrees (that's as far as it goes before it hits an immovable object), slip into the crack, put a foot up on a practice amp to your left for leverage, and then propel yourself across the room to one of the few small empty spaces in order to avoid the potential of accidentally steppin on something that shouldn't be stepped on (for reasons of personal pain or object breakage) that's hidden under the mess and invisible. It's getting kinda fun but I think I may clean up soon.
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