I have to plug McCann's Irish Oatmeal. It's definitely a delicious treat.

I'm now fairly set on the idea that I'm an alien monster. Last night I was exceptionally cold, in a sweatshirt and pants and under the covers and still shivering. Also I had my one-of-a-kind heat factory (Luke) next to me transmitting heat waves in my direction. Nothing helped. When I was done reading for the night I curled up and somehow fell asleep.

Here's the first phenomenon: at approximately 5:15 the cat scratched violently at the door and woke me up. I realized I had to pee, so I got up and went. When I got to the bathroom I realized I was no longer wearing pants. I had absolutely no recollection as to how I removed my pants, at all. I tried to overlook that curiosity. Also I was really sleepy.

I proceeded to do my business and come back to bed. Then, I realized I was hot. So I took the sweatshirt off and lay on top of the covers in my underwear. Why am I not shivering? Nobody turned up the heat upstairs. In the morning Luke told me it's because I became warm and my body adjusted and produced a lot of heat, and that kept me warm even out in the open. Which was confirmed because once I got up in the morning I became cold again. The whole thing freaked me out.

I still think I'm an alien.