Saturday, July 27, 2002

Sleep Like It's Going To Bring Your Most Beloved Childhood Pet Back To Life Day!
This isn't about just heading into REM state with a do-not-disturb look on your face. Sleep so hard you have to grimace. Grind your body deep into your mattress, clawing and growling and occasionally shouting a swear word. Sleep like you're so unconscious you're shitting out a second unconscious person who's even more unconscious than you. This is for Mr. Toes goddammit, now don't fucking quit on me! If you're not bleeding out of one nostril in the next five minutes I'm gonna steal your wallet. Are you dreaming? You are, aren't you. Well you better be dreaming about sleeping in between two mirrors so there's just like seventy five thousand sleeping yous. Remember, if you don't sleep hard enough and Mr. Toes doesn't come back to life, this time you really did kill him. It's not just your Dad saying stupid shit after a bender like before. You killed Mr. Toes.

Happy Sleep Like It's Going To Bring Your Most Beloved Childhood Pet Back To Life Day!