I got some news yesterday on a thing that I cant talk about yet Im bursting to blab. I want it so bad its palitable. It would raise my spirits and make me settled and quite possibly let me sleep more than 7 hrs a night. Oh and challenge me personally and emotionally. I will reveal more later.

So Im stumbling around in the dark before bed and I fully completely stepped in cat hoark. It was still warm. It looked like grey ground beef that had been boiled and rolled across the kitchen floor. You can well imagine I was gagging.

Email from Mike: (I’m posting it here, succesfully stealing content from his blog)

•  Current CD: I – Supreme Beings of Leisure
•  Current book beside toilet: Best American Short Stories 2000
•  Current Game in PS2: Vice City
•  Current favorite cat: I love them both DUH!!!!
•  Current Gameboy Game: Ben Tover and the Ass Bandits
•  Current Fave food: cheese & mayo sammiches
•  Current time I find myself cursing myself for not going to bed sooner: 1A.M. PACIFIC STANDARD TIME
•  Current gauge: 38w
•  Current voltage: very high indeed

Urban Myth or just a rumour? Customer at the bar told me how a really drunk friend of his called him at 3am a while back to tell him that he found false teeth on the floor of the Eagle (the bar I work at). Im oddly thrilled.