I made a mrs. potato head costume for a halloween party that i went to last night. it was sweet. i love it!
I have been having the weirdest re-occuring dream lately. It's almost like I'm in a video game. In each dream I'm in traffic, it's night time and rainy. I'm in my ol' '88 Regal and all the others cars are nice sport cars. At some points I'll be trying to race the other cars but my tires just spin in circles or my car quits or something. Other times we'llbe driving along and soemone hits their brakes then i slam on mine but my breaks iwll only work on one side or i'll almost hit the car in front of me, or almost be rear-ended. Oh and at EVERY intersection there are semis and they're always Miller, Budweiser, Pepsi or Sam Abraham and Sons(SAS) semis (that must come from work since i deal with those companies a lot). they're always running stop lights and jack kniving like in stupid chase sceenes in action movies. todays dream included all of the above but at the end me and my two passengers were on bikes. we were almost creamed by a miller semi then we were in the pepsi warehouse. and one of the guys i was with got into a fight with a guy in the warehouse. they looked identical to each other. the warehouse guy pulled a knife but droppped it picked it up and cut his finger tip off. I was tramatized by this and woke up at that point. i hate dreams.
I also hate people that get extremely worked up over a football game. this ass i work with was pouting because UofM beat MSU 27-20. i mean, i know it's a big game, they're our (MSUs) biggest rivals yada yada... i see that winning the game is most important to either UofM or MSU students and alum and football players/coaches, etc
it's the random fans- the ones that don't care about either team until UM/MSU game day that i don't get.
I'm still hung up on the fact that jared pouted...what a weenie.
the way i see it- it's just another game. they'll play again next year and the year after and so on. someone will win, someone will lose and someone else will pout.
My inner child is one year old!
Everything is new to me. I like watching the world
go by around me, and I don't sweat the small
stuff--or the large stuff, either. Just so long
as I stay warm and safe and dry, life's pretty
good.
How Old is Your Inner Child?
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