Tired and in pain, I finally got myself into a relatively comfortable position for a nice nap, fan blowing over me so I almost didn't feel like I was about to melt. Ah, blessed sleep...
In a dream, a very authoritative radio announcer-type voice told me to go to a specific site on the World Wide Web which I'd never heard of before. Then I woke up. Couldn't get back to sleep again. The voice continued to reverberate in my head, telling me what I must do. So I moved papers around so I could get to the computer (hadn't planned on doing so for a few more hours since my hip's hurting so) and typed in the URL, waiting...
"Site Under Construction."
Well. That was anticlimactic, wasn't it?
In a dream, a very authoritative radio announcer-type voice told me to go to a specific site on the World Wide Web which I'd never heard of before. Then I woke up. Couldn't get back to sleep again. The voice continued to reverberate in my head, telling me what I must do. So I moved papers around so I could get to the computer (hadn't planned on doing so for a few more hours since my hip's hurting so) and typed in the URL, waiting...
"Site Under Construction."
Well. That was anticlimactic, wasn't it?
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