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.
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