-Yesterday I had an odd dream about a coworker which involved us having a normal but improbable and awkward interaction on the subway, only to be called by the same coworker five minutes after having woken up from my nap. (There will be a dramatic reading of a screenplay, and I will be reading the lead. You guys, I'm finally breaking into the Auto HS dramatic reading business, and I'm leading dude material!)
-Today I woke up at 7:06, and due to the quality of the light coming in through my window thought I'd slept through the night and had to go to work again. I was frantic and pissed for the two minutes it took for me to realize that it was really still in the pm.
The moral of the story is probably that I should get a little more sleep so that my naps didn't hit me so hard, but let's pretend it's that sometimes naps can be spooky and shit.
Also, apparently I have a gmail account named bearsenator? I even have an email from December from Evan there, so if this is all an elaborate hoax he's in on it. How did I create an email address to amuse myself and then totally forget about it so quickly? Am I quietly having spells here? Do I do things I later don't remember? Have I killed? WILL I KILL AGAIN!?