Have not done as much work as I wanted to in the last 24 hours.
Mostly because I was sleeping, or eating cereal. I slept over twelve hours last night, though there were interruptions, most notably from the person who was sending me text messages all night, including "Good morning!" at 4 am. You know who you are.
Let's hang out tonight.
I'll call you, maybe.
Dreamed last night that a large blond person standing near me randomly exploded, like the shark at the end of Jaws, except there was no oxygen tank or gun.