So I woke up in the middle of the night, and hooray I woke up with Dead Arm Syndrome - y'know, when you sleep on your arm and it goes dead and you can't move or feel it?

So its about 3 in the morning, I wake up, 'reach up' to brush my hair out of my eyes, and realize my arm didn't move. I then realize that I can't even feel my arm, and look over and I don't even see my arm as I was still lying on it. My first, immediate thought was 'Oh my god, someone's stolen my arm'. Then I woke up more and realized I'd just fallen asleep on it.

So I pick up my arm, and it feels really weird, like someone else's arm. I let go and it flops down really funny, so I pick it up and bite one of my fingers - no feeling at all. So I sit there for five minutes holding this arm to my chest when it finally regains feeling.

That's not the first time that's happened, but it was so weird. Such a creepy feeling, especially since I was really sleepy at the time, and I had less than nominal mental faculties functioning.

Anyways, I went to the movie at Ingle Auditorium yesterday, it was Borat. It was awesome - I went with my friend Ian, and another friend, Pilar (she's Peruvian). Good movie, with some really creepy parts - specifically the nude hotel fight. Bleurgh!

I don't think I really have anything else to say, except…

<p align=center><font size=64>RAWR!</font></p>