November 2nd, 2008

I woke up yesterday morning on a hard floor with a sore back and thoughts of the family Torrence and it was November. I had gotten four hours of sleep after watching four movies in a row, so hopped on candy I wasn't even tired, having eaten most of it last night to the sound of some of the most famous horror around, staying up 'til it was near bright out. 

Throughout the morning we discussed the movies, took a November walk, and watched "The Happening", which was filled with unlikeable characters idiot plot mechanisms.

At about two I left. I had a bath later and actually managed to run fairly fast, spurred on by nameless fear caused by the movies (specifically "The Shining") I had watched the night before. I did get fresh out of the dryer pajamas, though, which was nice. I saw an ad with Santa Claus in Time later.

I woke up a nine-thirty this morning, saved from missing Sunday Morning only by the clocks going back an hour.

TDODCP