mrrrrrrrrrrh
Mar. 7th, 2005 08:05 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
verbicideMornings bad. Very very bad. Urrrrrrrgh. Want bed. Want more sleep. Maybe I need to go to bed at 9:30, not 10:30. But I think that's too depressing for words.
And, really it doesn't matter how much sleep I get, I'm never going to be a morning person. But at least I'm not running late for work.
I had the weirdest dreams last night. Sarah and her sister Em were having some sort of driving lesson, but I was with Sarah and Em was in her own car. And there were lots of white horses and a battlefield. And the horses came to our rescue. Which was more random than I can express. Em communed with the horsies. And then someone had been transformed into a primordial ooze and was desperately trying to escape from the science lab they were stuck at, but no one would believe them.
My first thought this morning was: Engugh?
And, really it doesn't matter how much sleep I get, I'm never going to be a morning person. But at least I'm not running late for work.
I had the weirdest dreams last night. Sarah and her sister Em were having some sort of driving lesson, but I was with Sarah and Em was in her own car. And there were lots of white horses and a battlefield. And the horses came to our rescue. Which was more random than I can express. Em communed with the horsies. And then someone had been transformed into a primordial ooze and was desperately trying to escape from the science lab they were stuck at, but no one would believe them.
My first thought this morning was: Engugh?
