How I spent my Friday

I slept. From almost the moment I came home, until the time that I have to get ready for work. Eleven hours. Sheesh.

That's pretty unusual for me, as I'm fully rested after five hours and often get by on less. Not to mention that oversleeping rarely helps. I bet I'll be groggy at work tonight. :P

And of course I didn't have time to get food or anything else done.

Also, the only dreams I can recall is finding little plastic bags of Body Shop shop amongst the debris of my possessions, and throwing them on the ever-growing (in my dream, not in real life) soap hoard. I'd really got it to quite an impressive size by the time I woke up. ;)

Also, there was something about a "Peter Frampton Flat Monitor". Dream interpretation is welcome.

Now take the time to read what they're teaching your kids if you live in what used to be the Confederate part of the US, in the article School defends slavery booklet.