I woke up after a bizarre dream—from what I remember: think the Spanish Inquisition Monty Python-style by a lake behind one of the schools I went to as a kid, then came zombies and I ran them over with unicycle—and damned the fact that we’re about one week behind in the Diamond shipping schedule. I want to read Seaguy. Why does holidays (as the one’s that occur tomorrow—I always get’s bored when they fuck up everything) have to affect the postal service? It’s annoying. It stops me from getting stuff and have fun. At least the rain outside is nice, and I got the last four episodes of Carnivàle season one on tape.

I think I need to buy some milk.

Comments

1. Ýou need to buy some beer. We invented alcohol to make boring days fun.
   — Tommy    (@ 19. May 2004, 13:13)

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