~Cheetos in the afterlife, please.

I hope that I sleep well... that there are no nightmares... that my dreams are better than my past, and just as good (well... maybe a little better) as my present.


Now I lay me down to sleep
I hope the cats don't bite my feet
If I should die before I wake
I pray Chester Cheetah my soul to take.


(Couldn't help it, I needed to end the day's blogging on a chipper note.)