(i forgot to include this in "vignettes".)after a night of drinking, i awoke sunday morning wide awake at 8:30 a.m., which sometimes happens when i've overdone it alcohol-wise the night before. so i head to my couch and curl up under a blanket with david rakoff. well, with a david rakoff book. fraud, namely. while entertaining, reading is a surefire way to lull me back to sleep if i'm up too early. unfortunately (or fortunately, however you see it), i fell asleep right after reading "christmas freud", which kind of sounds like it should be some sort of German compound word. (or maybe it just sounds too much like schadenfreude to me.) my dream involved me being in therapy session with freud. the real freud, not rakoff dressed as freud. i don't really remember what i was therapized about, though. ok, that's all. go monday?
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