Slept

Well, here was another day that let me sleep more than ten hours. How did I get bear dna? Will Leonardo DiCaprio get bear dna? I certainly haven't had his ursine experience, so maybe bear dna doesn't come from that. What I do know is that sleeping more than usual leaves me goofy— well, more goofy than usual, anyway. At the moment my head feels empty. I have no ideas whatsoever.

I'm going to go back to watching television now, though that will probably put me to sleep again, and if I sleep more than usual tomorrow I might feel goofier than ever when I wake up again. It's all very confusing. It's possible that I've discovered a new kind of dementia. Maybe they'll name it after me. Rejectomorph's Disease. That would be a fine way to be remembered. No, really. Better than being remembered as that guy with all the feral cats.

Over a hundred cable channels. There must be something on.