Not a great start to the day
Mar. 13th, 2007 07:34![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
torquillI hope the people in DC are happy. I hate waking up in darkness.
I woke up even earlier, of course, because of nightmares that Suraklin had succeeded and was now sending armies of black-clothed sasenna after us, with enough magic that they could fade out of darkness like ninjas even in sealed rooms. One of our companions was a sweet honey-haired woman who suggested wistfully we could go to her city/country of Summerlin, but Antryg nixed the idea, saying that no matter where we went, the sasenna would hound us. He looked tired. Joanna was having a nervous breakdown in his arms after flattening a sasennan who appeared in her bedroom while she was sleeping.
I was dealing with an idiot housemate who answered the phone for me and didn't understand hand-signals of "I'm not here" (can't let the people out to kill me know where I am) when I woke up... just in time to wake Nick out of the nightmares he was having. It was an hour before the alarm was supposed to go off, but I couldn't breathe and I finally got up. Now I feel tired and cold.
I would say that I shouldn't read before bedtime, except that I know these books so well by now that I wouldn't have to read them to have dreams like that.
I'm supremely unmotivated in that "it's the last week of classes" way. I really should read my biochem book to figure out what the hell my teacher's rattling on about, but I'm on LJ instead. Go figure.
I woke up even earlier, of course, because of nightmares that Suraklin had succeeded and was now sending armies of black-clothed sasenna after us, with enough magic that they could fade out of darkness like ninjas even in sealed rooms. One of our companions was a sweet honey-haired woman who suggested wistfully we could go to her city/country of Summerlin, but Antryg nixed the idea, saying that no matter where we went, the sasenna would hound us. He looked tired. Joanna was having a nervous breakdown in his arms after flattening a sasennan who appeared in her bedroom while she was sleeping.
I was dealing with an idiot housemate who answered the phone for me and didn't understand hand-signals of "I'm not here" (can't let the people out to kill me know where I am) when I woke up... just in time to wake Nick out of the nightmares he was having. It was an hour before the alarm was supposed to go off, but I couldn't breathe and I finally got up. Now I feel tired and cold.
I would say that I shouldn't read before bedtime, except that I know these books so well by now that I wouldn't have to read them to have dreams like that.
I'm supremely unmotivated in that "it's the last week of classes" way. I really should read my biochem book to figure out what the hell my teacher's rattling on about, but I'm on LJ instead. Go figure.