So, it's been a while since I've written one of these and I thought I might make one for the fun of it. I'm not even sure if anyone will read it, but I find them extremely gratifying, so here goes.

          I started the day with another addition to my neglected dream journal; it was a strange dream and it got me thinking: Why do you (or me, at least) never have dreams of normal things? Something like watching television when nothing's really on, except that show that's not…

          Just a short diary sort of thing, again, in the hopes that it'll de-stress me, so you'll probably find it quite boring.

          So, I went to bed at 11AM this morning; woke at 3PM to the door; wasn't for me; wasn't even the right door he was knocking in. So, I enthusiastically acknowledged his mistake and apologised for the fact I couldn't help him whilst refraining from punching him in the face for his mistake in waking me. Great start to the day.

          Layed…