"The dream is dead."
So in yet another attempt to make my life more interesting than a church pew, I've decided to tackle lucid dreaming. If your real experiences blow, just try to control your dreams! Obviously my priorities are well in order.
Anycase, the end result of this previous night's (morning's?) attempt at lucid dreaming was this:
I am lying in bed, staring at my alarm clock. It reads 11:22AM, which means I am going to be late for my shift at the Islands gulag. I struggle to emerge from bed, rush to get everything ready, head downstairs...
...and then I awoke. 8:30AM
In addition to that Final Fantasy-esque plot of a dream, I logged into my blogspot account for the first time in months. As such, I consider myself to still be in a dream-state.
What a nightmare.