The True Meaning of Summer

I've officially caught up on sleep. Last night I went to bed around 2ish. I woke up around 4 this afternoon. Ya...I slept for 14 hours straight. Not only did I not do anything yesterday worthy of that much sleep I got a perfectly reasonable amount of sleep the night before. I blame this really bizzare dream I had probably around 12ish. I was running around this Guitar Hero looking dungeon that strangely enough was attached to a shopping mall. After running around for a bit this little door opened up and the people I was with plus me went inside and got sucked down into some secret chamber. For the next week or so we kept trying to escape from this nefarious suspiciously Guitar Hero themed dude who was called the Reaper or something, kinda looked like Gene Simmons with the face paint. Anyways it came down to where we were in this video game and he had built his stats up and we were just little dude running around and him chasing us and hopelessly dying. Finally he tried to capture another couple but they discovered a way out and got out. So when all my friends and I tried to escape through the same door we ended up in some strange mini-game of Dance Dance Revolution like button pressing. I pressed a combo of buttons which ended up erasing all the data to the game and the dream ended with the nefarious dude sulking out the back door. -WEIRD-