Tuesday, September 2, 2014

Tuesday, 2 September 2014

So, dream journal.
Think of the smallest number that you can think of. Then divide it by infinity. Those are your odds.
Also, surprise surprise, more dreams involve highschool people. And another (seperate) action packed dream involving a kidnapping and a rescue with lots of pew pew, with a terrible plot twist at the end that even Midnight Shadylayman would be proud of.

So I guess I finally got some decent sleep after all, no thanks to this headache or those two wonderfully considerate people conversing at the top of their lungs at 5:15 this morning.