Those were the words in my brain when I woke up this morning. Followed quickly by, "Ow. My leg hurts." Which incidentally turned out to be the reason I woke up. Dad hit my leg with the door. I should clarify that Kamph um das Bett [The Battle for the Bed] has begun once more and I am on the losing side and therefore sleeping on the floor. Anyway, consult your Dream Dictionaries and what not and figure out what possibly could, "Be immortal in my world." mean. It seems like I was offering to turn someone into a vampire.
Side note - I am very disappointed in the lack of commenting on my previous blog. My blog is wonderful, environmentally friendly machine that runs on props. That and I actually asked a serious question that I needed some help with. Way to help out a guy in need. I'll remember this next time you need your computer fixed or some shit.
I can hear someone clipping their fingernails in the next room. I hate cutting my nails. It's such a ghastly feeling and a hassle to boot. Which reminds me, that photo from Tennessee hasn't cropped up yet. If it has, I'm yet to stumble upon it. Meh.
Tims run was made. A bagel, a vanilla parfait and a cold bottle of Bawls was had and my stomach is happy. The Bawls bottles are shiny and glimmery now. Either that or I've been drinking old Bawls all this time. Haha. That sounds wrong. Fresh Bawls is always preferred. Man, I wish that Red Bull chick was here. I'd hit her.
Someone who's skilled in Facebook, explain this to me. Why does Facebook think I am dying to know what everyone who has ever read Choke by Chuck Palahniuk thinks about it. Everyone time someone reviews that damn book, I get an email saying, So-in-So has reviewed Choke. What the hell? Yes, I have the bookshelf application but guess what, there are other books on that list. Tons MORE! Leave me the hell alone. I don't know who Keith is and couldn't give a shit less about what he thought of Chuck's book! Fu*k you Keith!
I'm angry now. I'm quitting this blog for the day. I'm gonna go. Eat some Lucky Charms. Regroup. Try again later.
Be good.
zQ
p.s. Parents who check odometers are vindictive.
August 18, 2008
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3 comments:
BAWLS!!!!!!! Are awesome! I have to see/find/buy these new shiny bottles you speak of...
I wish I could help you crack this 'be immortal in my world' mystery, but somehow i feel you'd have a hard time finding that phrase in a dream dictionary. also, dream dictionaries are random and stupid. and what kind of psychotic, distrustful parents would check their kids' odometer?? oh right...
Hahahaha, to solve your FB problem, edit your settings on the bookshelf application. I only get emails maybe once a month at most. =o)
I want tim bits. *sigh* Sophie is jealous and hungry. Haha.
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