About 8pm I fell asleep for a two hour nap. That two hour nap doubled itself into a four hour dreamfest. Sadly, I missed my favorite TV show because my body thought that getting rest was more important than watching television. In lieu of this situation, I am grounding myself.

Anyways, I had this dream about getting a job at my old grocery store. I walked in and was immediately confronted by my awesome store manager. He told me it was good timing that I showed up, that two positions were open, and that one of them is mine. That sounds all fine and dandy, right? But the catch was I was totally sloshed in my dream. Drunker than words can express. I remember swaying and trying to keep my balance when I was talking to my store manager but I kept falling down. It was impossible for me to even stand up straight.

How many people have dreams where they are drunk in them? I now qualify as one of those rare people who can say they got wasted in their dreams. In fact, I even woke up hungover.

But at least I got the job. Too bad it was a dream.

*sigh*

Still unemployed.