Agony of the Damned

I am sick.

I have a cold and can’t sleep because I’m all congested and can’t breathe through my nose.

Oy…

Gear Grinding

Why do people call up at 3am with billing questions, etc…? I know there’s people who work 3rd shift and this is when they’re up (I’m one of them), but if I had a question about my bill I would wait and call during the day.

I’m not a manager. There’s nothing I can do.

They’re called “business hours”, people.

Top 25 Censored Stories of 2008

From Project Censored

Of interest:

Bush Moves toward Martial Law

Frenzy of Increasingly Destructive Trade Agreements

Operation Falcon

Workers, Not Guests

No Hard Evidence Connecting Bin Laden to 9/11

Is the US Free Trade Model Losing Steam?

North Invades Mexico

Interesting Links

Here’s a list of interesting things I found when I was without a computer.

Congressional Care and Feeding Instructions

The Best Sex Stories of 2007

Comic Book DB

And my favorite:

Can you tell the difference between Glenn Beck and a sociopath?

I was... the HULK!!!

I had a weird, jumbled up, sort-of lucid dream today. Here’s what I remember:

I was in some shopping center/amusement park kind of place with Angel and her boyfriend. Nathan was nowhere around. I guess I realized I was in a dream, because I decided I wanted to “Hulk out” to see what it was like.

(Is this normal for lucid dreams? You realize you’re dreaming and you gain some control, but you’re not fully conscious? Because really, if I could do anything I wanted… becoming the Incredible Hulk would not be top on the list.)

Anyways, I tested out my new strength by punching through a glass window into some store/office/classroom kind of place. And it hurt. Not as much as actually punching through a glass window would, but I felt pain. I don’t know if I’ve ever felt pain in a dream before. Inside the building, I picked up a desk and threw it. I don’t remember how far it went.

Back outside, I thought briefly about attacking Angel’s boyfriend but decided that would be wrong. Instead I pickup some of the boardwalk that we were walking on. After this things got a bit jumbled up.

Then I woke up. Kinda. Except I wasn’t in my bed, I was lying on the floor next to the washing machine. And somebody was doing laundry because it was running.

Then I woke up for real; realized it was still too early, and decided to go back to sleep.

My dreams after this were fairly generic about my dad’s car being stolen and us throwing sticks at each other.

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On an unrelated note, I have access to a computer now. So, I don’t have to type on a PSP anymore!

Schedule of Dooom!

I was lucky and had four days off to move. Now, it’s time for payback and I am working the schedule of doom. I won’t be off until sometime next week. IF my relief doesn’t decide to quit or get fired which I’m afraid is a very real possibility.

Anyways, I bought a Dresden Dolls CD. Love it. I even added them as a friend on Myspace.

Santa and the Ice Cream Bunny

And now... An Intermission

Moving tomorrow.

Yay!

This may be my last post for a while.

See you soon.