(drumming fingers)

So not much is going on at work, I'm bored, and no one is here. I'm heading out a little early so I can dump off some old computing stuff at the recycling place. Until then, I'm just waiting to leave so I can crack open some Swiss absinthe tonight.

Such simple pleasures.

Hybrids

I was walking across a parking lot when I saw some animals hunched over some mound. I yelled at them and continued to my apartment. The apartment had a glass door entry. When I got inside, I noticed one of the animals had followed me because it was pissed that I yelled at it. The top half of it was a deer and the bottom half was a kangaroo. It started punching the door to get in. Then it rested on it's tail and started kicking the door. It gave up but the other one came over. It had much larger antlers. It figured out that it needed to pull down on the handle which was about chest high on me. I grabbed the rail and kept pushing the door shut. After about two minutes of this it got in....

The next part had me coming home to the apartment (the last guy was now someone else). I found the pummled remains of that guy and freaked out. When Shaun came home, I showed them to him and he shrugged his shoulders and moved on.

Another dream: I was in a dorm room with a table in it prepared for a meal. Shaun, me and two girls were there. Then some guy came in. I was looking for him since he killed someone I cared about. I grabbed the knife he used to kill that person and went after him. I called out for Shaun to help me and when I looked over at him, he was in a yellow poncho. He raised his arms and proclaimed "I am the Klu Klux Klown".

Thanks for the help, dipshit.

Bette White

I was in a kitchen/dining room of a house with Michael, Shari, and Sophie. Sophie was probably six months old. Michael informed me that Bette White is the richest person in the world because she copywrited "the", " " (space), and "-". Then I discovered that she had a mansion with a huge underground area, probably millions of square feet. I think she was launching something into space or controlling the world or something.

Never trust a Golden Girl!

Miserable Failure

I know I'd say I'd blog more. I haven't done so well on that pledge. Here are some topics that I was going to blog about, but never did:

Trip to Milwaukee, taking in mojitos and "She's the Man"
Resolve to start running again (sucessful!)
Life with Steve
Watching tv series like a junky
Amazon Women at the Cardinal
When friends do dumb things
Lazing on a Sunday afternoon.

You'll see nothing more of these topics, as I don't feel like writing. Just fill in the blanks by yourself. I call it motivational blogging!

Video Game Madness

I was playing some Street Fighter type video game with Shaun and kicking ass. I was beating up on weaklings and when I came to some one kind of tough, my character said "Uh-oh". I ripped a tire off a truck and rolled it at the guy. Then I started whipping him. Shaun kept yelling "Use the left jab". I almost lost, but gave the controller to Shaun. He showed my how to hold down the shift button and do a left jab.

I also had a "Scanner Darkly" type dream where I was a junky that kept changing identities unwillingly. Can't remember more than that.

Mmmm..... porn.....

So I like to copy other people and today's lucky contestant is Melissa. She has a post showing her porn name in, uh, porn people. Seems more like artsy, sexual types, but hey, porn can be artsy. I think Melissa is suggesting something by using the term "porny". Dreams of childhood obsessions with riding school? You know that's how Catherine the Great died...

Anyway, here's my blog name. I think it turned out well.

Michael

As most of you have already noticed, I made Michael's avatar. At the moment, he's to the side. If you're somebody that I just met (a hot woman maybe!) and are searching through my old posts OR if I'm searching my old posts in a bout of "Who Am I?" confusion, the avatar has probably changed. So look at it here:



So there's Mike in two things he doesn't like: formal wear and discos. I put a monkey by him. Funny, we were talking about monkeys that help blind people, yet some of the monkeys undoubtably fail training. We were talking on how we'd like to have those monkeys. You know "Albert, get me a beer" or "Colin, go get the baby. She's walking in the middle of the street". Stuff like that.