much too well, and i probably still haven't finished.
ever since tuesday. i;ve been waking up, grabbing a bit of food of food and drink, checking out emal and I
2, observiing that i
still feel drained , then dropping off to sleep again. I'm
dreaming about random shit from I
2 now! i was cooking and serving up SBI's chicken wing dish in my last fit of sleep. Can't be arsed with analysing that. I think that all it means is i've no life of my own left to dream about
[EDIT: random
trivia from I^2 , i shoulda said. no offence intended to SBI. i just can't believe how banal my dreams are, ATM . Am now attempting to make a pot of coffee, in the hope
that will keep me awake. ]