bomb the blogosphere

i hate my subconscious
HATE it
apparently, now
one nightmare a night just doesnt cut it
so last night i had two
christ

on a happier note..wait
nothing happy is gonna be in this post

apparently, i've come under scrutiny
as always, apparently
because some people think i'm trying/have tried to steal their girlfriends
to which i, very politely, am replying with
WHAT THE FUCK?
are you listening to yourself when you talk?!
get over it, and quite being so damn paranoid
its not getting you anywhere

god, closing in the dish room SUCKS
never gonna do that again

i need something for my head
preferably a screwdriver
but some excedrin will do in lieu of one