Last night, after playing some Farkle with my parents and aunt and uncle, I decided to go to sleep. Except, as soon as I walked up the stairs, my brain went “HEY REMEMBER THAT FUCKED UP MOVIE YOU SAW TODAY? THINK ABOUT IT IN THIS DARK STAIRWELL.” And thus my night suddenly turned into a night of sleeplessness and insane dreams about floating demon spawn. Around 3am I decide I’m not getting any sleep, at least not until the sun comes up, so I decide to read Perdido Street Station (which I might add is an excellent book) except I just got to the part where these monsters, who function mostly at night, shit dream aether which causes you to have nightmares and then they come and devour your dreams. Oh joy.
So I just sat in my room and read and read and read until I couldn’t stand it anymore then went downstairs and played TF2 from 430 to 645 am. Wow.
What a night.