i slept for about 10 hours last night. it felt great.
dreams included the house being under seige during a rodeo-themed birthday party, seeing frank walking down the street hoping his fake mustache would successfully disguise him (it did not) and listening to dave talk about why he still showed up for work four months after he'd been laid off.
and i woke up with the Cheesy Blasters jingle in my head. thanks, Meat Cat!
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