a breakfast for losers...

This morning I woke up extremely disoriented, and then proceeded to do a handstand against my wall while listening to a Feng Shui tape I once bought for no apparent reason. I had the most restless sleep where I felt as if I was extremely drunk the entire time. And I dreamt about numerous people -- My grandfather, some strange man with a mustache, many friends, many acquaintances, a friend who I've never met in person who was washing the dishes with my mother and then we proceeded to roll on the floor laughing -- which was my most favourite dream out of them all.

And I wasted two hours without knowing it this morning.

And now I've wasted another two hours on this computer.