Grar.

Went to gym yesterday. Got to bed early. This would have all been a good thing, if not for the fact that my conscience chose tonight to spend bitchslapping me all night in my dreams for having even the slightest uncharitable thought or selfish desire. Three series of dreams I remember, and they're all pretty much about how I SUCK.

And a couple of robotic vampires. Don't ask me, I don't know.