I woke up from a nightmare this morning... and then I was disappointed that I didnt get to "see what happened". WTF? I'm pretty sure the bad guy broke in and clobbered my brain out with a box of morphine. Maybe I should explain? I work in a pharmacy... in that pharmacy we have a "narcotic vault" which is a small room where we store narcotics in a big computerized safe. In my dream, when the bad guy came in to the pharmacy and started killing everyone, I ran into the vault to hide... but he saw me... last I checked, I was pushed up against the door trying to keep him out and he was trying to find a way in. Thank you unborn child for providing me with all these crazy ass dreams. I swear I have at least 2 crazy dreams a night - and they are all so weird that I remember them.
I bought a new camera! Now just the waiting game on when it will actually be here... of course I kind of wanted it for a fight we might go to tomorrow night, and now it should be shipped on Monday. Thats perfect. I cant wait for it to get here so I can take pictures of everything. Not like I dont already have a camera, but since this one has been ordered the other one is getting the shaft, I refuse to pick it up again. Unless someone cool shows up unexpected and they want their picture taken with me... but that is the only reason! Or maybe if I see something cool.
Now off to enjoy my day off, rolling around in a mountain of dirty laundry... be jealous.
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Your baby gives you scary ass dreams, yo. And I would like you to post a picture of your new camera when it gets there. That's right, I want you to use your old dead-to-you camera to take a picture of your shiny, new camera! WOO!
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