Friday thank god

Slept in to 11 again in order to enjoy a dream which I have now forgotten. The previous dream that I was hoping to continue was a convoluted thing about living in a residence with various girl students, some nice and some mean and all more complex than I can now recall. It was winter and dark, and the rooms owed something to Drearcliff Grange, but beyond that deponent knoweth not.
( Continuing )