Last night, helped along with KESC shutting off the electricity at one a.m and turning it back on at 10 a.m, I had the most uncomfortable night's sleep ever. Add that to odd nightmares in which I dreamed a succession of deams about a classmate dying on a solo hiking trip alone on the Himalayas and the rest of us meeting up and expressing how much we missed him. To top it off, on my first visit to the university, as I stood talking to a friend and catching up on the news, who should decide to welcome me back by sneaking up behind me and trying to scare me but classmate who I dreamed was dead, nearly scaring me, well, "to death". One of these days, I'd really like to have a day in which I am not reminded about God's "interesting" sense of humour.