You know, I really do despise being sick. I can't hear out of my left ear, I have a massive headache, and my nose is stopped up. I know, I know. I'm just bitching about it, but why not? It is MY website, after all, so I can whine all I want and you can't stop me so there. Have you ever drifted off to sleep without quite knowing it, and had a dream that you could have sworn was real? That happened to me yesterday. I was napping on the couch, when I could have sworn that there was this swarm of obnoxious kids just running around my house. The weird thing was that I never left the couch in the dream. All the while, I was getting this feeling like I should be responsible or something and kick these little monsters out, but I could never muster the willpower to leave the couch. I finally woke up, and was asking myself, "Now where the hell did those little demons get to?" when I realized it was all some weird dream. Is my mind slowly leaving my body? Perhaps. Last night, I had this weird dream in which my brain removed all significance of symbols and sounds (i.e., letters, numbers, words). I was just lying on my bed twitching, thinking to myself, "I really have lost it, haven't I?" or rather something more along the lines of "aaaaaahh...mrrrrrrrrrggghhhh...nyaaaaaa?!" It was the weirdest thing. So yeah, if some psychologist were to have a look at me right now, he would probably just say something like "Hmmm. Interesting. My diagnosis, Mr. McCollough is that you are one fucked up individual." And then he'd lock me up.