Feelin' good!

[pyrephox]

Ladies and Gentlemen,

I have /slept/. I was in the bed by 9:01, and I'm pretty sure I was asleep by 9:05. I didn't wake up until 7 this morning, either. It was good and fine and beautiful.

How did YOU sleep?

Comments

[heatherbeast.livejournal.com]

Not so good. Anthrax vaccine #3 in my arm! My body feels like lead, and my arm feels like molten lead.

[pyrephox.livejournal.com]

Ye gods. They give you those things right before Christmas? What kind of evil are they?

[jkivela.livejournal.com]

Like a rock, but still tired, as I got to bed at 11 and up at 7. And on 14th day in a row working, each day more than 8 hours.

I do vaguely remember talking to the BF when he came home and we booked a week long trip to the Caribbean though. Pretty sure it wasn't a dream

[pyrephox.livejournal.com]

Man, I hope not! If it was, then it's quite clearly a dream that needs to become reality.

And you need to take pics.

And me.

I fit in luggage and won't make a peep.

[jkivela.livejournal.com]

There will be pictures, I'm sure.

Paul was talking about a villa, I'll see if there are any spare rooms (with thick walls).

[pyrephox.livejournal.com]

Heehee!

Seriously, though, have much fun and relaxation. It sounds like you guys could use it!

[jkivela.livejournal.com]

Thanks, he's been working tons too. We need the break. It's a good thing the OT will easily pay for it all.

[cpip.livejournal.com]

Not so well. Sat up 'til well past midnight before turning in, and then did wake up to take Jen to work and run errands... now I'm midway through errands and back home to put up groceries, do some dishes, and get a wee bit of slack in.

[byzantienne]

Not enough.

End of the semester. What sleep I have time to get is full of weird anxiety dreams. This one included presenting a conference paper I hadn't written on the stage of the Metropolitan Opera. In song.

I hate my brain so much!

[cpip.livejournal.com]

That's... intriguing.

[pyrephox.livejournal.com]

I hate to say it, my friend, but anxiety apparently gives you the /good/ crack.

[byzantienne]

My brain is /full/ of the good crack.

That's kind of a tame dream. (I have this year so far dreamed my own death from brain cancer, in vivid detail, and also (not the same dream) led an army across what looked like Central Asia if Central Asia was pixellated and had the FFXII soundtrack attached.)

[aerlorn.livejournal.com]

I slept soundly, with odd dreams. I was part of a superhero team, but I'm not sure what my powers were. We were searching for someone, and I think I had a dragon. I've been reading the Tremaire series so that accounts for that. And there was a haunted house we went to. The magic user did most of the work, but I did use this black glossy cloak-like thing and waved it through the air. It caught spirits and you could see their faces (all which looked like clown masks) on it. Very odd. I would've liked to have slept more, but there is work to do tonight. Tomorrow I can sleep in.

[pyrephox.livejournal.com]

Woooow. You are splitting the good crack with QS!

[aerlorn.livejournal.com]

And that's only what I decided to share of the dream! Not that there was too much more mind you.