so, saturday morning i was woken up by the noise of one of my roomates having breakfast with some company he'd had overnight. a child was whining, not wanting to eat the food. i'd just gone to bed at 5am-ish, and this started around 9am. i was so disturbed by all this noise that i got up, and downloaded a 60 minute long "white noise" audio track, and set that shit on repeat, so that i could make a decent attempt to drown the racket out, and catch that additional 4 hours of sleep.

interestingly, the white noise seems to cause me to have WILD dreams. dreams that make me laugh, to myself, as i was having them.  for example, last night i had a dream about a sort of futuristic cat, who lived on a little sandbox that floats in space, and i named him "bricklayer". as i was having this dream, i thought to myself "hah. bricklayer. 'cuz of the poo, and the sand. hah. OH SHIT WHAT TIME IS IT IN REAL LIFE?!", and when i snapped awake, i flipped out, looking at the clock on my phone, which i had in my hand. it was about 8:30, and for some reason, i was conviced that i was supposed to be at work already. i'd even called the cab company before i realized that i didn't have to be awake until at least 12 noon.