I dram Lucifer last night. He materialized out of thin air in the back of a trunk of a parked car. He scared the bujeebus out of me. I woke up in cold sweats–what a douche. I hope he visits me again tonight. I have some questions I would like to ask him, like, “what the fuck are you doing waking me from my slumber?–asshole.” And “don’t you have somewhere else to be? I don’t even believe in you!” He gave me a good scare, no denying that. I would like to meet him again.