I didn't get to sleep until five in the morning on account of being sick and ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
spatch slept patchily around me and I dreamed I had shot someone (who exists in real life and did me real harm) and in the dream I kept falling asleep and dreaming I had never killed them, which was a relief, then waking up and having to remember it was real, which was awful, to the point that actually waking up was disorienting and I wasn't sure if anyone I knew was dead and the police were looking for me and I was lying to everyone I knew or not. So that was unnecessarily noir. I also dreamed that people kept coming in and out of our house and taking things and leaving the doors open and endangering the cats, which was just a nightmare but nonetheless not an experience I recommend. Tonight is my family's annual Hanukkah party, which I will be attending in a sort of antiseptic fashion: usually I help make and serve the chicken and the latkes and the whatever else we fry, but not this time. Typhoid Mary is a terrible life goal.
[edit] It was a very nice party, including my uncle who normally lives outside the U.S., two family friends who hadn't seen me since I was twelve, and phone pictures ofa_reasonable_man's daughter's sweet-faced French bulldog. Now I'm going to fall over.
spatch slept patchily around me and I dreamed I had shot someone (who exists in real life and did me real harm) and in the dream I kept falling asleep and dreaming I had never killed them, which was a relief, then waking up and having to remember it was real, which was awful, to the point that actually waking up was disorienting and I wasn't sure if anyone I knew was dead and the police were looking for me and I was lying to everyone I knew or not. So that was unnecessarily noir. I also dreamed that people kept coming in and out of our house and taking things and leaving the doors open and endangering the cats, which was just a nightmare but nonetheless not an experience I recommend. Tonight is my family's annual Hanukkah party, which I will be attending in a sort of antiseptic fashion: usually I help make and serve the chicken and the latkes and the whatever else we fry, but not this time. Typhoid Mary is a terrible life goal.[edit] It was a very nice party, including my uncle who normally lives outside the U.S., two family friends who hadn't seen me since I was twelve, and phone pictures of
a_reasonable_man's daughter's sweet-faced French bulldog. Now I'm going to fall over.
