things that are on my mind:
it hasn’t been long since i did one of these, but i don’t care.
also, i’m in a foul mood.
the reasons for this are many, and range from “hangover from falling into an unpleasant internet k-hole last night” to “disturbed sleep pattern” to “everyone is having fun without me”.
should i be angered or relieved that the company hired to fuck up refinish my basement floors a second time (STILL NOT DONE, GUYS) haven’t bothered to show up yet today?
the one bright side so far today is that, being a lucid dreamer, when my dreams get too sci-fi-y (laser space gun, anyone?), i can just switch away like it’s television.
that’s how i managed to keep last night’s crime fighting dream realistic. this time i was assisting the most excellent stephen root as his sheriff character in red state. a machine gun standoff in a kentucky fried chicken was involved.
shows you how fertile my imagination is… i’ve never been inside a kentucky fried chicken.
i’m off to lick my wounds and eat chocolate products. they’re sanctioned as approved breakfast foods, so this is less of a cheesy television stereotype than it sounds.
EDIT: well, wouldn’t ya know, today is national grouch day. how apropos.
