Gorgonzola Salad, Chopped Steak, and a Few Nightmares Please
Well, enough of that! I got about 3 hours of interrupted and restless sleep. If it wasn't the baby waking me up, it was the continuous stream of disturbing and down-right scary dreams.
There was the nightmare where it was deja-vu that the power went out, looked for a flashlight, found one, and also found a decapitated head in a bedroom. Coming down the hallway after leaving said head was the decapitator, nervously attempting to make his way to the bedroom to hide the still-moving dead-head. Another nightmare had me portraying someone that got shot point-blank in the chest multiple times (no, I didn't feel a thing). Cut to another nightmare where some other poor bastard was shot down and a group of people were trying to rescue him without being shot themselves from the crazy sniper across the ocean/lake. Cut to a crazy woman who killed 3 of her husbands and was hell bent on getting into the room I was in. I locked the tiny deadbolt, but she could peer through the door opening by the door jamb and taunt me.
Needless to say, each time I forced myself to wake up, and now I'm just AWAKE. Just as well. It's 6:35am and maybe I should be awake.
*sigh* I think that's the last time I eat a gorgonzola salad and chopped steak dinner from Roadhouse Grill. Sheesh.
