I'm one of those people that doesn't sleep well. If I don't take something I sleep for about 4 hours and then I'm up for 4 hours.
And it doesn't help that I have weirdass dreams, becuz then I am tryin' to figure out the damn thing!
So let me tell you all about it. In real life, I have been tryin' to get my aunt and sister together to go see the new baby....things haven't worked out so smoothly!
But the dream..... I was prep'in' the submarine for a trip. I have gotta get a book to find out what the deal is with subs....odd!! It probably has something to do with sex!
I am puttin' the chickens and goats and cats on the sub along with an alien....in a life support case....in a metal box. Everyone...the sub crew... knows it's alien...not one from another country but another planet.....weirdass I know!!
We all know the damn thing will get lose and kill us all!!!
That's what always happens!!!
I know why I have the chickens and goats....I have been readin' a magazine about hobby farms and I want chickens and ducks but Roy has issues with chickens....so I don't have any.
But the cats....not sure but they have a purpose.
In the dream, I'm upset that I can't get the cats to eat. So I call to Roy to help me. He's not thrilled as he always has to help me with piddly little things.
This isn't piddly!
If the cats don't eat...their not happy.
If their not happy....they don't purr.
If they don't purr....they don't create energy.
If they don't create energy....the alien will die.
If the alien dies....it can't get lose and kill us!!
Can I go back to drinkin' now??