chrono01

Updatin', but I aint got the time. but I'm updatin'

Theme of the week: What a week this has been. never have a put in so many hours, and yet gotten so little done. It sometimes sucks in a job when your goals, or results are directly dependant on other people who don't even work for your company. I spent most of my working hours this week emaling and calling people, people who's JOB is to supply information to people in my job position, and not get that information.

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Went to get comics on Wendesday. It's nice to have a enough of a cash flow where I can enjoy a comic or two each Wendesday. Go to the comic shop, paruse the shelves, talk to the cute girl at the register, maybe grab a soda (which I only do on rare occasion, soda is out of my diet) on the way home. The only thing crappy about Wednesdays is that they aren't on the weekend. Or maybe I should say the only thing crappy about the weekend is that it's not New Comics Day.

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One of the resons I shouldn't be updating is that I ahve a deadline tomorrow. 3 comic strips. If I get the job, I'll show everyone the strips, and who the're for. But for now, I can't. For now, I gotta get em done.

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I got a free copy of GTA Vice City from work. It sort of belonged to someone who handled video games, who is no longer with the company. i swore that I woulnd't play it, I'm not even good at that game..but god dammit, I'm sucked in. Luckily, I'm at a point where hte missions are impossible to beat. At least I'll get the comic strips done.

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I had a dream last night that had plenty of fun dreamlike nonsense, that had two recurring characters throughout. Both were girls from eras in my past, each were that era's girl that I was in love with. It was general wacky fun, stealing a big box from Fed Ex, that was full of Northern Exposure Season 1 parka sleeves and moose-shaped zippers, and LOTS of gum (which we all started chewing) Then we wrote a letter posing as Napoleon Dynamite, and returned the box to Fed Ex so we wouldn't get in trouble.

There was a lot of now-indecipherable stuff, but it ended in a local mall that once had a few zombies in it (not like, a hoard, but just a few that woudl totter around). I met up with the second girl, on teh second floor by the movie theaters.

We were uncomfortable, we were talking, I put a hand on her shoulder, she jerked away and started to jog away. My hand somehow got caught on her shirt, or maybe the strap of a bag or soemthing, and I was along for the ride. She started running, and I started floating in the air after her, like she was a boat and I was a parasail at arm's length.

After a little while, we both started laughing, and she kept running around. We were having serious wacky fun. She ducked into a movie theater, playing some cornball dramedy, and she ran through teh audeince (it was more like a school auditorium than it was a movie theater) When she ran to the door, I was floating a little to high to clear the doorway and CRASH, right into the wall.

I come to, and the medics leave. She was standing behind the medics the whole time. I get up and we start talking again, uncomfortable again. I say how frustrated I was, when I knew her before, I was able to say anything that came to mind. I was never at a loss for words, I was able to say anything. but now, now I can't seem to get anything out. and I didn't like it. She started to turn away, and I held her by the shoulders. not a harsh hold, just, I dunno. I just held her by her shoulders and looked in her eyes and I think I said I loved her. or maybe I just thought it. she said soemthing back, we leaned into kiss,

then the dream part started again, and we didn't really kiss, we just sort of moved our heads until our lips touched, and just pressed our heads together, like we didn't have control over our jaws or anything. We both came back fromt he kiss, both realizing that we just kissed like retards, and then I woke up.

and I say, WHAT THE FUCK? I can't even dream a nice sweet romantic kiss, I have to dream some stupid zombie face moosh? I wonder about my dreams somtiems. What zee fuck, eh?

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What is playing on itunes this moment? Nothing. It SHOULD be playing, becuase I have some comic work to do. and music will keep me awake. Lemme start it on random, see what comes up. maybe it'll be an omen of things to come:

Hmm. The "Ghastly Stomp" by the Ghastly Ones (album, A Haunting we a Go-Go), a loopy 60's era style Surf-Rock band. I duno what that'd portend.

Anyway, I'm out folks.
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