slayerboy

just got home from the company "Xmas" party, code named "Mardis Gras: The Big Easy Party".....

It was no Maris Gras, but I had a wicked buzz.....2 rum n cokes, 1 soco and 7, 2 beers....in about 2 1/2 hours. My crush was there. Yes I have a crush. It's a girl who used to work at my store, and now works at a different location. She's amazingly beautiful, and I'm an amazingly horrid dancer. I got the courage after my 2nd beer to ask her to dance, and boy did I enjoy it....in more ways than one! Suffices to say it will make me dream happy thoughts tonight, and kill the nightmare that I had Friday Night. More on that later.

While ew were at the party, which was at the same place, same room, as my sis's wedding 2 1/2 years ago (many blurry, drunken memories of that one), I snuck out to the bar on several occasions (it was in the hotel), and I caught the beating that was known as the AFC Championship game. DAMN! WTF happened to Big Ben? Holy shit..... Pats and Eagles...just like i predicted.

So about that nightmare....

I am kinda scared to tell this, and I don't remember all the details. And this is the first dream that I know of that I can remember that didn't involve my so-called "Soul mate" (or who I think might be).

Basically, I don't know how it happened, but I remember chopping a girl's head off (how I don't know). I put it in a plastic bag and carried it around with me. Several people looked at me like i was nuts, and that's all I remember.

Now, there's a theory that the girl I have been dreaming of, my "soul mate", might actually just be me, and how I veiw myself. Although one dream I was eating her out, so I don't know....maybe it represented my miniscule femine side?!?

So along those lines, that would me that I actually chopped my own head off in that dream. The girl didn't look the same tho...I'm utterly confuszzled....

Anywho...

I foudn this on the Dean guitars website...I want to get this tattoed somewhere on my body....


Maybe not the head shot, but everything else. I dunno....it's pretty bitchin tho!


EDIT: I also fucking missed the Skin and Steel Convention here! DAMMIT! Why the fuck did we have to get like 2 feet of snow? For anyone who doesn't know, Skin and Steel is a Tattoo and Chopper/Bike party! Then the Brotherhood of (something I can't remember( was partying at Fat Moe's aftwerwoods, and I know one of the guys who was in one of the bands playing there. He told me they were playin on a Sunday. Damn. I fucked up. Oh well, I had fun this weekend (Saturday night: Me and a 6 pack).