I don't really care if it sounds like something a madman would do. I'm doing it. Imagine having control over your dream. Imagine that. Imagine suddenly having a chainsaw in your hand to rip some weird nightmare in two instead of running away from it.
I need to conduct these reality checks every few minutes while awake. *checks finger, ok I'm awake*.
My system is messed up. The sleepin part of my system anyway. I told myself I'd go to sleep at 10, or at least before midnight. Instead I ended up wasting 3 hours reading a Bill Bryson book, a collection of Lat comics, and playing some lame memory game.
Hmmm. Lamb of God's new album has one song that's 100% awesome. Most of the other songs are like 95% awesome. This one has frigging solid lyrics, cool riffs, a sweet guitar solo, and Chris Adler sounds human. Most importantly, the vocal melodies were nice. Nailed the chorus. It's called Broken Hands. And no one should listen to it. Because it's mine mine mine!
Awhhhh man. I miss how this used to feel. Long story. I'll not dive into it.
The other day I placed an empty can of beer on the dustbin of a Religious School. That ought to stir up some local scandal (siapa yang minum air syaitan ini? SIAPA!)
At least the internets still working
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