If you missed the evil garden owl then you really should go back and check it out. How many evil garden owls are you going to see in your life?

Now weekend has set in. I have enjoyed myself. With a slight headache and a Brøndby game. I can't complain.

I can complain about my brother though. He jabbed a cheese cutting thingie in my eye. Luckily I was wearing glasses. Unluckilly my glasses got a big scratch. I don't have the money, time or energy to get new glasses. I'm going to walk around with that scratch in the middle of my vision for all eternity. Probably. Damn that rascal.

And my bad dreams continue. I had another one last night. Not horribly horrible but angsty and slightly scary. I'm not going to bore you with the details.

Haha, of course I am! Sucker!

I was selling my old digital camera (which reminds me, I have to put in the ad again. Keep forgetting). And some guy wanted to buy it. At an overprice. The only catch was that I had to go with him on a school trip in a bus. To carry the camera or something. Well, we get to the destination and he grabs the camera but doesn't want to pay. There is something strange about him. And he runs off at an incredible speed. I get on the bus with everyone and we drive back towards home. And on the way we spot the guy. So I get off the bus and I get in a fight with him. And naturally I'm kicking his ass because you all know I'm strong like he-man. Okay, I'm weak like Popeye without his spinach. But it's a dream. Dreams defy logic.

But I'm kicking his ass. And pummeling his face. I keep hitting him. And he starts to change. He's not human. He's some kind of alien. Now up until this point the dream has just been sort of bizarre and not too bad. But now it gets very threatening. It's not a happy little martian we're talking about. It's a very evil strong alien who doesn't appreciate the fact that I just exposed his identity. He wants to kill us all now. We escape on the bus but he's chasing us. And then suddenly we're in some building, maybe a court house. And we think that we are in the clear. But we don't realize that he's a shapeshifter. And there's a cat in the building. Now I remember the next part very well. It's like almost a closeup of the cat. But it starts to sort of contort, like it's a picture and someone is pulling it apart. And its eyes become bigger and bigger and they start to bleed. And then the cat changes into the alien's human form. And then I don't remember what happens. That's probably when I woke up. I think it's a safe bet that the alien killed us all and ate us for cat food.

So another pleasant dream. I remember back in my old isolated days when I would make myself dream of Katie Holmes and I prefered sleep to reality. Those were the days.

I wonder what I did to piss off the dream gods.

I'll sleep on it I guess.

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