September 1st, 2009


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jimbojones
08:12 pm - freak of culture like a white girl with cornrows
Last night I dreamed that I was a teenager again, and that I had an older brother. We were on some kind of screwy football team in high school, with a coach who kept advising us to bang all the (female) reporters who apparently wanted to interview us for the local papers. They were real sluts, and, apparently, wanted some kind of scoop badly enough to be perfectly willing to fuck their way through as many high school football players as necessary along the way.

Also, we were living with grandparents who turned out to be undead. They were feeding us human flesh to turn us into ghouls. And, apparently, the grandparents were going to kill us before the transformation was complete, and feed on us - only I ran away and turned myself "all the way" undead first. By RIPPING OFF ALL MY REMAINING LIVING FLESH. Ha ha, creepy undead grandparents, I win! I think.

I have got to find out what the hell the wife is putting in my drinks. And ask for more of it.


 
Current Mood: baffled
Current Music: Atmosphere - That's Not Beef, It's Pork

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[User Picture] From: jette
Date: September 2nd, 2009 - 06:08 am
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If I had dreams like that, I'd friends-lock them.


 
[User Picture] From: jimbojones
Date: September 2nd, 2009 - 06:45 am
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I work in the smallbiz sector. Small business is busy actually accomplishing work-related objectives; it rarely has either the resources or the inclination to maintain minions whose raison d'etre is to pore over people's blogs looking for some reason not to hire them.

(Also, I doubt I'd enjoy working anywhere without a sense of humor.)


 
[User Picture] From: jette
Date: September 2nd, 2009 - 07:02 am
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Oh, I meant just in general principle.

HEY It's THREE AM where you are. New baby in the house much? ;-)


 
[User Picture] From: jimbojones
Date: September 2nd, 2009 - 07:38 am
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Fpfpfpfpfffft, you don't have to be my SUPAR SEKRUT LJ FRIEND to find that shit funny. That was one wack-ass dream. =)

And, yeah, new baby much. Although really in this case it's more "wife wanted to talk about making me move my office somewhere else in the house after we went to bed", with predictable result "CANT SLEEP MIND SPINNING ARGH."


 
From: mostlyfakinit
Date: September 2nd, 2009 - 06:36 pm
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[User Picture] From: jimbojones
Date: September 2nd, 2009 - 07:13 pm
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Also in all fairness, there's probably little to nothing in your house that directly impacts Byron's ability to support your family the way my office does mine.


 
[User Picture] From: freakout
Date: September 2nd, 2009 - 02:39 pm
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I think I saw this on an episode of R.L. Stine's Goosebumps. Except they filtered the content so that children could watch it.


 
[User Picture] From: jimbojones
Date: September 2nd, 2009 - 07:15 pm
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Yeah, in a way it kinda was like a Goosebumps plot. Except for the whole "the football team is screwing a bunch of reporter chicks" part. And not filtered.*

* filtering or no filtering, I have encountered many children who WERE NOT ALLOWED to watch Goosebumps because they'd have screaming nightmares for weeks if they did.


 
From: pfilosophi
Date: September 3rd, 2009 - 02:55 am
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I don't allow myself to watch stuff like that or I'll have screaming nightmares for weeks.

And seriously, I think my baby-with-just-a-head dreams are f-ed up enough...


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