Thoughts on So I had some crazy ass dreams last night.

So I am in elementary school again, but apperentally I moved to Venice, or some make beleive place with rivers through a city. I cut class and meet up with two french super models (obviously). We then proceed to steal a Cigarette Race Boat and start burning up the waves all through the city. After a little bit of speed boat rampage, the authorities show up in a helecopter and follow us. I crash the boat into a building and escape onto the street. I run into Matt Wheat and we reminds me that Lunch period was almost over and that we have to run back to school. So we sprint through the streets of Venice, through the aftermath of the speedboat rampage and eventually make it back to school on time. Then I woke up.

So Sigmund Freud thought that you could analyze dreams and discover their meaning and what not...Good luck with that one brah!

I like this band, they are neat. I forgot how much I like them actually. Freshman year all the way!
Mindless Self Indulgence -



-KGM

Thoughts On It Not Being My Fault

Alright, so there was no post in my blog for yesterday, but it was not my fault. Blogger's website was down for some reason or another, Anonymous probably DDoSed it or something. If you don't get that joke go read the Internet some more. Anyway I had work early this morning but I did my best to stay up until the site came back up, cause I am that dedicated. Two things happened last night, neither of which had anything to do with writing a blog post. First, Blogger's website did not come back on, I checked in the morning and it was still under maintenance. Second, I woke up at 2:00 am, face first in my keyboard, with the backspace/screen saver beep noise constantly going off. Lesson learned, do not try to stay via leaving Netflix open and "watching" it. So after that I woke back up at 4 after driving a car into the Yellowstone River, back onto the road then through a grocery store, in a dream of course. Then my brothers messed up phone called me twice at 6 am. After that I tossed and turned until 8. All in all a pretty wonderful evening. I had such crazy dreams that I had to summarize them. Seriously though, does anyone have the problem where once every month or so there is just one night were you wake up five or six times, and have the most insane and vivid dreams ever. Oh and don't forget waking up covered in sweat. JUST figured it out, Leo must be trying to incept me, inception me? inceptionate me? What is the proper terminology for that?
I worked all day today and I am quite the tired turtle.

A sick Misfits cover, from the Underworld soundtrack. Fitting for creepyness for:
Happy Friday the 13th!



-Kyle Griffith McChesney