Crazy dreams....

I have been having some interesting dreams lately. I won't bore you with the gory details because there aren't any really. I just run into a friend of mine on the street. But what is really weird is that the day I had the dream I ran into that friend on the street.Okay I realize that this isn't very exciting. BELIEVE me I would much rather be having sex dreams about this person. Instead I have psychic abilities manifesting themselves. Which is cool in its own right I guess. I just wish I was one of those psychics that could talk to dead people, at least I could make some money.I don't think that people would be interested in my psychic dreams that are only relevant to me. Okay enough of that.



I just LOVE this song...

Valentine's Day......ugh

It's that time of year again. Time for the coupled to by presents for their significants and for the uncoupled to puke over all the cutesy shit like stuffed animals and baby talk that couples in "wuv" do. This is my first V-day as a single man since 2005. I'm not sad about it really...okay, that's a load of crap. Of course I'm sad about it. I think this song explains my feelings perfectly




I hate the felling of knowing that somewhere right now in some parallel universe that there is a happy successful version of myself. (god, did I just write that!?!).....

Okay, and now for something a little less whiny(I hope). The population of crazy people in my building is increasing. There is a woman in a room across the hall from me that likes to speak in a really loud voice about how her last marriage was so horrible and how she's no spring chicken anymore and how she sustained a head injury. She's gonna get another one if she doesn't shut the fuck up. I swear to god, it's driving me up the wall. People really need to be glad that I have good impulse control,otherwise I fear I would have accumulated quite the body count. And I'm too pretty for prison.

Until next time which may be tomorrow , it may be next month.