I need to stop sleeping in until six in the fucking afternoon. This is not doing anything good for my social life.
I have a lot of work to do tonight, and if I get these two saws I need from a buddies place, I'm pretty sure I can knock out the majority of that work with relatively no problem. All the electrical work and plumbing work will have to wait until the morrow, since it's already fucking dark and I'm just now crawling out of bed.
Oh, man, do I need a fucking cigarette. I already know I'm going to cave in and go buy a pack within the hour. Why did the Cigarettes Cheaper down the street have to close? One day I went there and got a pack of Camel Lights for two-fifty, and the next day the place was empty, gone.
Speaking of which! I went to go get a burrito this morning at Taco Cabana (fucking spectacular food; absolutely horrible service) and I went to the one by my old apartment cause the service is a little less shitty then the one by my current apartment (but not much better). Still, I enjoy the ride cause it's through the old neighborhood and past all these places I used to work at. Anyways, so I'm pulling out of Taco Cabana and decide to stop and get a cup of coffee at Whataburger (the BEST fast food burger joint in Texas: not only are they open 24-7, but they literally do not cook your order until you order it, so it's fresh) and it's GONE! Just fucking GONE! They must have torn this place down sometime on Saturday, cause I KNOW it was there on Friday cause I drove by it and was wondering if I should stop for a burger.
Oh, and I had this insane dream just now. I was a Soviet citizen (it might not have been Russia, but it was a communist state with a very 1984ish feel) and I was busy breaking all the rules. One thing led to another and I met a guy whose mother ran the major resistence and she was able to get us out of there. We had fake IDs that were questionable, but she was going to attack the city we were flying out of when we entered the airport so people would be distracted and we'd have a better chance of getting on the plane.
Only an undercover SS guy caught on to us while we were eating pancakes and waiting for our flight. We had a little showdown and I was going to kill him when the rebels attacked. Somehow the SS was there too and it was a free-for-all. Maybe cause I watched Two Towers AND Day of the Dead before I went to sleep, but it was a battle royale with heads flying everywhere and blood and children screaming. In the midst of it all I ran into my father, who I thought was dead (and who thought that I was dead) and we made off for the border, deciding to cross it instead on foot.
But then we found out we had ALIENS (as in the movie) in us, but I figured a way to get them out without us dying, but it involved using this very futuristic technology we just happened to have stolen from the SS, who apparently were trying to keep me from leaving the country cause the ALIENS were military secrets. So we get them out, and I kill one and take it's trophy, and then we start to use the technology but....well, it got weird here.
Let's just leave it at the fact that it was a very cool dream. I wish Hollywood made movies half as cool as my dreams.
I have a lot of work to do tonight, and if I get these two saws I need from a buddies place, I'm pretty sure I can knock out the majority of that work with relatively no problem. All the electrical work and plumbing work will have to wait until the morrow, since it's already fucking dark and I'm just now crawling out of bed.
Oh, man, do I need a fucking cigarette. I already know I'm going to cave in and go buy a pack within the hour. Why did the Cigarettes Cheaper down the street have to close? One day I went there and got a pack of Camel Lights for two-fifty, and the next day the place was empty, gone.
Speaking of which! I went to go get a burrito this morning at Taco Cabana (fucking spectacular food; absolutely horrible service) and I went to the one by my old apartment cause the service is a little less shitty then the one by my current apartment (but not much better). Still, I enjoy the ride cause it's through the old neighborhood and past all these places I used to work at. Anyways, so I'm pulling out of Taco Cabana and decide to stop and get a cup of coffee at Whataburger (the BEST fast food burger joint in Texas: not only are they open 24-7, but they literally do not cook your order until you order it, so it's fresh) and it's GONE! Just fucking GONE! They must have torn this place down sometime on Saturday, cause I KNOW it was there on Friday cause I drove by it and was wondering if I should stop for a burger.
Oh, and I had this insane dream just now. I was a Soviet citizen (it might not have been Russia, but it was a communist state with a very 1984ish feel) and I was busy breaking all the rules. One thing led to another and I met a guy whose mother ran the major resistence and she was able to get us out of there. We had fake IDs that were questionable, but she was going to attack the city we were flying out of when we entered the airport so people would be distracted and we'd have a better chance of getting on the plane.
Only an undercover SS guy caught on to us while we were eating pancakes and waiting for our flight. We had a little showdown and I was going to kill him when the rebels attacked. Somehow the SS was there too and it was a free-for-all. Maybe cause I watched Two Towers AND Day of the Dead before I went to sleep, but it was a battle royale with heads flying everywhere and blood and children screaming. In the midst of it all I ran into my father, who I thought was dead (and who thought that I was dead) and we made off for the border, deciding to cross it instead on foot.
But then we found out we had ALIENS (as in the movie) in us, but I figured a way to get them out without us dying, but it involved using this very futuristic technology we just happened to have stolen from the SS, who apparently were trying to keep me from leaving the country cause the ALIENS were military secrets. So we get them out, and I kill one and take it's trophy, and then we start to use the technology but....well, it got weird here.
Let's just leave it at the fact that it was a very cool dream. I wish Hollywood made movies half as cool as my dreams.