My computer at home has been fucking up recently. I'll gather tons of information to write about a serial killer for fromhell or for whatever and then it'll crash on me. I had a lot more than that map of Springfield to post last night, but it was all lost. Maybe I'll try again tonight.
In less than I week, my ass will be glued in front of my giant 73 inch screen playing this:
Charlie is, for the most part, back to normal. Kept me up last night though.
I went to bed at 3am and seemed to wake once an hour. Woke up at 4 with Charlie whining wanting to be let outside, so I did and he came back in. Then again at 5 & 6. At 6, I just let him out and went back to sleep. Woke up at 9 and let him back in, and then slept for an hour and got up at 10.
I wonder how long it'll be before "Law & Order" has an episode inspired by these recent sniper events.
I'm wondering if I can have my dream car for Christmas. Although it isn't just getting the car. It's getting a storage place for it and other things. All of which it seems I can afford, but is it really the right time to do so. My big home theater purchase was my call.......the car, I'm leaving up to my aunt and financial advisor on this one. They both know I want it, and know that I will have it one day, come hell or high water. I've just been very patient over the past year or so.
I need to remember to get rid of this pair of underwear I have on at the moment. The easy access on these tighty-whities are easier than they should be. One of my balls have slipped out and it's now being pinched when I move. Good thing I'm alone in this studio and can make adjustments when warrented.
Again, there really ins't a whole hell of a lot going on.
I'm learning, yet again, that I cannot trust anyone but myself, and a few people here and there, but this person.....I dunno, I thought I could trust them (famous last words, eh?).