Because I'm awesome and I do dope shit?
Because I'm awesome and I do dope shit?
You keep this up and I'll ask you to hang out then flake on you a third time.
I moved across town yesterday, which caused two different fails to happen:
The first: on my last flush at the old place, the plastic line from the flapper to the toilet handle arm snapped. I could and probably should've fixed it myself, but meh... The second: on one of my back and forth trips, I apparently went a little too fast on a deserted stretch of the road (25 limit, I was going 35ish as it changed to 35 at the top of a bridge I was driving on). Got pulled over, probably in addition to the fact that a headlight was out and I've been too lazy to fix it. This turned into a win, though, as while the officer and I were doing the license and registration bit he got an actual call and had to speed off.
Spoke to the bank about my closing yesterday. They assured me it would be Tuesday still and the website was just an estimate, they would call me by the end of the day. No phonecall and no reply to my emails since.
And I know that legally they have to wait 3 days after completion of documents to arrange closing. Which assures it will be Thursday at best without even talking to them.
I am going to go ballistic at them on Monday. Those fuckers better pay my extra month of rent.
The one I had was less about fear than about sorrow/sadness. Nothing like waking up crying because what happened in your dream was so devastating.
You know when you have a fucking nightmare.
I've karate chopped my girlfriend in a dead fucking sleep. I've woken up sweating and panting. One time I woke up clawing at the covers like a dog digging a hole.
All of these involved spiders though. Sometimes in a dream when you get bit, or shot, it's like you really feel it. Dream catchers are the shit, won't live without one.
Yeah I just never responded like that. Though there were times I probably wish I had karate chopped my gf in her sleep lol. Actually always thought it was neat when you feel stuff in dream though a bit disconcerting since usually for when that's happened I've already convinced myself it was a dream and then it's like hmmm maybe not... guess I should take this seriously
Dreams and the human subconscious are a strange thing, man. I have dreams about the house I grew up in until age 10, and elementary school. I also have dreams about the house I lived in from 10 until college, and high school. But I never have dreams about the apartments I've lived in since my early 20s, or life in college. It's weird.
my avatar is an artist's rendition of the head of a genetically modified dinosaur my brain whipped up in a dream. It is attached to the body of a Brachiosaurus (the first dinosaurs you see in Jurassic Park).
According to my subconscious, that is the incarnation of Wrath, apparently.
It's an old elephant
No. That is a human head.
that straight up looks like an older gent with an elephant nozzle
sorry to tell you