I fell asleep two more times today since my way-to-early morning post. I really hate the dreams you get when you're sick. They're weird and you don't sleep well. It's funny how the mind works when the body isn't functioning properly. I'm not going to practice tonight, seeing as how I'm not going to be able to sing with this cold. Blah!

I've been writing in between the bouts of sleep. For some reason, I can concentrate on that, but the minute I try and pull up a game or something, my mind starts slogging. I actually put down one of my weird dreams, but I'm not inclined to post it. The subject matter is pretty disturbing to me, especially since I was a "participant" in the dream. Oh, and it's not one of the dreams where I murder someone. I hate those too.