Tuesday, 11 November, 1997 11:11

Ah... 11/11 at 11:11... I was reading last year's entry, and I glanced down at the clock in the lower right-hand corner... 11:11. Synchronicity. Serendipity. Fun shit.

Sleeping. I started yesterday at about 10:00. Around 12:00 I kinda woke up, and I felt something strange on my left hip. I reached down and sure enough, there was something strange there! It felt like a big old mole, but I didn't remember having a mole the size of the tip of my little finger there before...

I was still mostly asleep, you understand.

I kinda pulled the object off of my hip... it came off easily, with only a little sting... and I realized that it was probably A huge blood-filled tick! This thought hit my brain and I was outa bed in a flash, with the light turned on. I turned back the blankets and found...

Drum roll, please...

A gummi bean.

A gummi bean scared the shit outa me. I was kinda ashamed of myself, but I was really happy that it wasn't what I thought it was!

Packy and Lacee slept over the night before, they must've forgot one.

Back on the subject of sleeping... after my rude awakening at 12:00 yesterday, I went right back to sleep, and I slept until 22:00; Karen opened the bedroom door and I woke right up. She later confessed that she is often afraid to wake me, thinking that I might be dead instead of sleeping.

So, that was about twelve hours of sleep. Well, Karen had started a pot of bean soup, and I needed to stay up and turn it down about 23:30 and then let it simmer another hour or so before I put it in the fridge. So I got online and frittered away a couple of hours, but by 01:00 I couldn't stay awake any longer. I cleared a space in the fridge, put the soup up and went back to bed.

I woke up at 06:00 to wake Karen up, then went back to sleep. I finally woke up for good (for good?) at 10:30. So I slept about twenty-one of the last twenty-four hours.

So... I'm a slug, I guess.

A well-rested slug, though.