SLACKER

we got into the office today around 10:30 this morning. and i've done nothing for 30 minutes.

maybe i should clear out my email inbox. hrm...

nah. i'm going to go get tea first.

woke up at 5:55AM to go to the gym. steve couldn't sleep last night, so he was in the other bedroom. i guess he might've gotten a little bit of sleep. i went in there to wake him up and he was really tired... so i lay in bed next to him and i fell asleep again. what the hell? so we ended up going to the gym late... and by the time we were all showered and ready to go, it was about 10AM. dayam. that's late.


so, this morning after i crawled into bed, i had a nightmare about zombies. people were getting bitten by zombies and before they turned, we were supposed to submerge them (oh, and their eyes had to be covered) into this pond of salt water (which by the way, looked really murky). at any rate, we had these 2 people and we've got them in the water, but the girl in the pink sweater kept on opening her eyes and we were freaking out because we thought we got to her too late.

it was never clear if the people died after submersion or if they were cured...

before i woke up the first time, i had another dream about Psycho tracking me down. that miserable fuck.

why are my good dreams never this vivid? and the good sex dreams? you can just forget about it. i never remember them. but nightmares? i remember the colors of the shirts the people are wearing, the expressions on their faces... just about everything.

damn.

and you'd think i'd have good dreams since steve pretty much rocked my damn world last night. double digits, baby. hehehe. okay. sorry. no details. jules will gross out. hehehe. and lord knows a copy of this post doesn't need to make it back to my parents somehow. they don't need to know we're having sex. sure we're married, but sex is for procreation only. :P