It would have been much more sensible to take a painkiller before I went to sleep last night, but I didn't want to blunt communication from my body when that pain might be trying to tell me something---namely, that maybe I shouldn't go to work today. (I didn't go to work today.) But pain does some seriously peculiar things to one's dreams. Wow. I've been reading a memoir of sorts on hip-hop culture and watching episodes of the '90s television show ReBoot, and the two of those made for a bizarre dream combination. I think I was trying to upload Sprites and Binomes of various degrees of Blackness into the Games in order to save them from a System Crash and their own tendency to self-destruct....

Even with the weird dreams, though, I slept about 14 hours, all told. I'm feeling much better, if slightly groggy...and drunk on the caffeine from my one cup of coffee. Sev has been amusing himself by posing absurd questions, which I then answer without any type of mental filter at all. I'm doing a bit better when it comes to writing---or perhaps the caffeine is starting to wear off---so the quizzes should be fairly safe.

But can I code them correctly? ( That *is* the question! )