last night I had SO much trouble sleeping, which was particularly odd because all day I was le tired, y’all. I think i psych myself out that i NEED rest on Monday nights because I have really big days on Tuesday.
psyched out kitty feels me. he must have a busy day as well.
Well anyway, at some point in the night a, uh, let’s call it a blemish (it’s embarassing to blog that I have a pimple, for some reason) formed on my chin. Or, more accurately, under my chin. A REALLY weird place for a blemish. And this is one of those under-the-skin, really tender to the touch kinds.
And I’m SUPER sleepy.
So in my sleepy state, I feel it.
And I am TOTALLY FOR ABSOLUTELY POSITIVE that it’s a spider bite
and i’m going to die.
(also, note: DO NOT GOOGLE IMAGE SEARCH SPIDER BITES. DONT DO IT!!)
In fact, then I do get to sleep. Where I dream that I have spider bites all over my face and some of them have holes so big that they look like peircings and even in the dream I was like “Why did the spider bite me so many times?! and in a pattern?”
Anyway i woke up and ran to the bathroom because I had to make sure my face wasn’t riddled with spider bite holes.
yeesh.
here, have a unicorn.
this has nothing to do with anything, but it's better than spider bites
The Dancer’s response: “You have AWFUL dreams.”
yeah, but a pretty nice reality. :)
