|Very weird dreams.
||[Nov. 5th, 2008|12:26 pm]
After staying up all night to watch the US presidential election coverage, I finally crashed out around 6am. Fitful sleep ensued with dreams of Grish messing up the newly cleaned kitchen making tea for Emilie Autumn, workmen hassling me about weird plants in my garden "I have no idea, talk to my gardener", Grish and I swimming along an aqueduct, Emilie Autumn staying in my spare room (err.. hang on what spare room?) then me having to tiptoe around the flat in case I woke her, only to find she'd been up for ages and was cleaning the kitchen, my car nearly getting washed away, divers recovering my bags, drying out HDDs...
It was all getting very stressful, so I was pleased to be woken by the postman, relieved to find the kitchen as I'd left it. Pity there's not a spare room though.