You’re even more pretentious in person.
I did not sleep well last night.
I didn’t even try to sleep until 2 a.m. I got sucked into playing with Acid Xpress yet again, and this time I’m bitter because it was not exporting files at a decent quality. So I finally did get to sleep around 2:30.
At 4, the electricity went off. I know this because my television snapped off. God bless television, I thought while sitting in the dark, for letting me know that I need to be careful in the morning since there would be no alarm clock. I can’t count the number of times television has saved me from being late: when I hear the Chipmunks’ theme song, it’s time to get up.
As I sat there, peeved because there was no lightning, no explanation for why the electricity should be turned off, I heard police sirens and dogs barking. This sometimes troubles me: I live in a relatively small town.
I fell asleep again while the electricity was off. My dad woke me up in the morning at 7 and I have no idea what I dreamed about. Here’s a small little dream from last week that I’ll share.
I was running through the woods with two of Matt’s dogs (Derby and Lucy). We followed the stream until we found a series of tents. I stuck my head inside and found the creators of the Blair Witch Project playing some RPG on their networked computers, sitting two feet from each other. They said something to me during their lameass LAN party, and I retorted “You’re even more pretentious in person.” Then the dogs and I left.
I think I only remember the smartass dreams. I’ll work on that for you. Just for you.