Eventually my alarm went off, since I had planned to only allow myself to get a 1.5 hour nap. I naturally rolled over and hit the snooze bar... but luckily Ra was in the bedroom with me. The little black ball of fur managed to wake me up after pestering me endlessly in that special way he has, which earned him a few more flight miles across the room but eventually roused me from my stupor. Ra is nothing if not persistent, which is probably why I love him as much as I do -- he's stubborn as they come, just like me.
Once I was awake enough to coordinate my limbs I got up from bed, tossed my covers back into place and slipped into my exercise clothes. After I grabbed two bottles of water from the fridge and filled them with the appropriate levels of lemon juice (Mmm, lemon water... very refreshing when I'm doing my exercise) I put in an hour on the treadmill with the same results as last time. Tonight's viewing choice was Ghost In The Shell. I only barely understand that movie... which I guess is better than my interaction with Akira, which I didn't understand at all.
Why do so many feature-length anime films have to be so existential?!
Sometimes they leave you like they found you