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Jun. 3rd, 2007 03:30 amThere's nothing quite like the sight of your own SoulWarrior-Monster having a big frothy mug of cold beer.
There really isn't anything even remotely like it.
There really isn't anything even remotely like it.
Jun. 3rd, 2007
the topics are unrelated
Jun. 3rd, 2007 11:04 pmSomewhere after 7AM when I finally passed out, I had an awesome dream that I was zipping around effortlessly on my bike, pedalling like crazy, popping wheelies, sliding around corners, and launching off curbs, all without any signs of exhaustion as if I was 14 years old again. Come to think of it, I can't remember being that energetic even when I was 14.
To be certain, my previous entry doesn't have anything to do with when I went to Sheetz that evening for one of their subs. Read into it what you will, because I can't explain. So yeah. I get to the counter to pay for it and the cashier takes my money, readies my change, and stops for a second. She leans back, with her mouth open, like she was charging her laser. I step back, and nothing happens. I mention that I thought she was going to sneeze me across the room. With a considerable speech impediment, she laughs and tells me that it was just a yawn and gives me my change, smiles and says what I think was along the lines of "fgsfds". I guess. I nod my head in vacant agreement, pick up my food, and leave.
A couple days ago I went into a mall, and there was a drawing for what I thought was a prize. Turned out it was just for a "vacation" that's accompanied with a time-share sales pitch. They want to see a minimum of $35k yearly income to afford the time-share, so I checked off the "under $25k" box and noted that I worked in a grocery store. In retrospect, I should have put in a completely fake name, like "Pat McKrawtch". Also, apparently the best way to shake them off is with a phrase like "My (type of relative) is a travel agent."
In my internet travels, I stumbled across a group called Aural Vampire. This is normally not my cup of tea, so WHY OH WHY am I enjoying this? But I am, and shamelessly so.
I went to Timonium for the local computer show thingy today, but rainy rainy day told me to stop after that and head home when that was done. Not a bad decision, I must say.
To be certain, my previous entry doesn't have anything to do with when I went to Sheetz that evening for one of their subs. Read into it what you will, because I can't explain. So yeah. I get to the counter to pay for it and the cashier takes my money, readies my change, and stops for a second. She leans back, with her mouth open, like she was charging her laser. I step back, and nothing happens. I mention that I thought she was going to sneeze me across the room. With a considerable speech impediment, she laughs and tells me that it was just a yawn and gives me my change, smiles and says what I think was along the lines of "fgsfds". I guess. I nod my head in vacant agreement, pick up my food, and leave.
A couple days ago I went into a mall, and there was a drawing for what I thought was a prize. Turned out it was just for a "vacation" that's accompanied with a time-share sales pitch. They want to see a minimum of $35k yearly income to afford the time-share, so I checked off the "under $25k" box and noted that I worked in a grocery store. In retrospect, I should have put in a completely fake name, like "Pat McKrawtch". Also, apparently the best way to shake them off is with a phrase like "My (type of relative) is a travel agent."
In my internet travels, I stumbled across a group called Aural Vampire. This is normally not my cup of tea, so WHY OH WHY am I enjoying this? But I am, and shamelessly so.
I went to Timonium for the local computer show thingy today, but rainy rainy day told me to stop after that and head home when that was done. Not a bad decision, I must say.