Readathon, Hours 8-12: SuZZZan

I slept like a log.  Literally.  I fell into bed and never moved.  Actually, I'd still be unconscious, except that there's a strong wind and metal doors all over my apartment building are being blown shut.

Sandman 1, Susan, 0.  Upon reflection, maybe it was the bananas.  I seem to remember reading a recent article that touted them as a top ten bedtime snack.

OK, enough with the Rip Van Winkle bullshit.  Back to Shadow of a Bull.