tds

I've been fortunate to have never had too many nightmares. At about eight, it just seemed to drop off, outside of the irregular one. I only mention this because I have had, as of now. minimal sleep, because I've been plagued by nightmares. The good dreams shouldn't be good, and the bad ones are just...well, mean spirited. Just really fucked up, to the point I'm not sure I want to sleep. And I don't know why.

I'm really not operating at top speed. I have to see a couple people soon, though. It's hard to explain.

Saw an actual MySpace date the other day. What an awkward experience. Guy looked like a rapist, girl looked like a tapir. Whether one was HIV negative or not was not overheard. Were they not a table away from me, I would be happily ignorant of them being Yankee fans who "have bad relationships" but also the only people not fifteen year old retarded girls who think "White Chicks" is hilarious. God. Remember that whole thing about standards and fulfillment I went on about? These horrible people hit it off, then left together. I finished my overpriced lunch, then took off.

Birthday is next FRIDAY. I can't believe this month is going so fast. Can't wait. Faster the month goes, sooner the year is over.

Applying at EB Games in the next day or so. Manager was nice. I can fake being a Bills fan for a while.

I want to go out. Who wants to come with me?

Later.