What a difference a day makes.

No, not really. No snow. My throat was hurting and I was feeling so tired this morning. I stayed home from work. I need my vacation. Or some kind of hallucinogenic drug possibly.
sorry
I have no energy. I dreamt that I pissed off some kind of multi-ethnic gang and they chased me all over a ship trying to kill me. If that happened in real life I would be dead in 5 seconds. But of course it was an insane chase dream so I managed to continually escape and just run around a lot and be scared. I wonder what Freud would make of that one.

I'm getting a new hard drive tomorrow. A swanky USB drive. My mother is picking it up since the shop is close to her work. Nice of her. Plus I'm lazy so it all works out okay. The only problem is that she can't pronounce "hard disk" which is Danish for Hard Drive. Lesson #3 in Plume's Danish Teacherings. She does a Futurama like thing. She says "hard diks". Which is really, really.. REALLY upsetting. I don't think I can think of anything that I'd rather not hear my mother saying. Hard diks. Oh lord.

But I won't let my mother and her hard diks get in my way. I will have a new hard drive and everything will be okay. I'm itching to do some downloading on the hub. Even if the whole Mashed Potatoes wasn't leaked. There's still lots of new stuff I must have. Must.. collect.. more.. music.

And that's about it for today. What a wonderful peaceful day. Tomorrow I have to go to work. I have to. I can make it. Now where are my drugs at?

np: zwan - mary star of the sea