The Fugu monster

I woke up today from dream where I and some random people, who I can't really remember, were trying to escape the perils of some swampy, watery place that was riddled with killer fish that looked like a cross between eel, koi fish, snakes, saba (mackrel)and fugu (poisonous blow fish). We kept having to get into the body of water to get to the other side and without being eaten by said fish monster. It was all very cheesy and dramatic. I remember breathing very hard and even choking a bit on the horrible swampy water and thinking this was a bit like the movie Critters, but with monster fish and swamp instead of mutant worms and desert and Kevin Bacon. (Do you think he chose his own last name? If so, why? Can anyone love bacon that much? Hmm...)

Anyway, after a good stretch and normal morning noises, I grow increasingly irritated that today is only Tuesday and I have the whole week ahead of me. Then I check the time again and see that my ever faithful phone is not only on time, but also exists to tell me that it is in fact Friday and it's still garbage day. Though I still have no intention on doing my garbage today. I wander around my apartment, drink my morning shake, contemplate eating a banana but skip it and head for the shower. Today is a good day. I've been extremely sleepy as of late, but I'm completely convinced that my sleepiness is due to extreme boredom rather than hard work and diligence. Hmm, I think I have a nap waiting to happen. There are far too many people in the staff room today to practice my one-handed-sleep-stare-at-my-desk-to-try-and-look-busy nap. I have a bad tendency to jerk my head when I nap in strange positions. Maybe it's because I'm being chased by monster fish. Hmm...