I'm stretching you out like elastic
I just slept almost fifteen hours. I didn't think I was physiologically capable of sleeping fifteen hours anymore. I dreamed about grad school, my cousins, and briefly Sherlock Holmes. I assume it was catch-up not just from the marathon but from the previous week of niece-care; I'm sure it was very good for me. I'm just not sure what to do about the fact that I had plans for the day and none of them involved waking up in time for dinner.

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*offers half a chicken to go with it* Good Lord, it's possible we haven't dragged you to Nando's, only regular normal Peruvian-Salvadorean pollo a la brasa places. Well, next time.
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Which incarnation of Sherlock danced through your dreams?
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