I can't sleep. Had a bad dream in which I was in a gameshow where the contestants have to kill each other to survive. Only one can win, the others must die. It was set in a huge old mansion, split into two identical halves, with a huge tropical garden surrounding it. Men and women, of varying backgrounds and sizes, were dropped into this environment, and left to hunt each other down with only ordinary household items for weapons. I was scared of killing. With nothing but a sharpened pencil in my sweaty palm, I chased the other contestants out of fear, with no intention of catching up to them. I feigned bloodlust to keep them away from me.

Then the phone rang and I woke up. Who the fuck calls at 6 in the morning? After my dream, I wasn't going anywhere near the bloody phone. Wasn't sure if I was really awake... Earlier in the night I woke up and heard the computer whirring away. But when I woke up this morning it was silently switched off, and I realised I had dreamt waking up... Am I awake now? It's still 6 in the morning. I'm listening to Big Youth's Roots Foundation...