Too bad the buffalo had the courtesy not to kill these idiots.
It’s not a fucking petting zoo, morons!
Thursday, July 22nd, 2010Hooray, medication!
Friday, May 14th, 2010I’ve heard people make claims that Wellbutrin causes them to have funky-ass dreams, and I’m learning that it’s true for me as well. I started taking the medication a few days ago and I had an incredibly bizarre and vivid dream Wednesday night.
My mom was doing an experiment on these little sea turtle creatures that were green and about the size of a hand. I was apparently living at home, in my old room, and it was my job to keep a group of these sea turtles contained within my room. The experiment was that the turtles in my room had ADHD, and my mom needed to keep them separate from the control group so she could know which turtles belonged in which group.
These weren’t ordinary turtles. They were fast-moving and clever little buggers. I tried keeping them contained in a box on my dresser, but I found myself constantly chasing at least one of them down at all times. Like mice, they were creating holes in the wall and trying to escape through them. They also had the ability to crawl underneath shut doors. Accounting for all of these turtles was hard work.
Finally, I came up with the brilliant idea that I should put something over the lid of the box.
Silence.
After a couple of minutes, the lack of noise from the turtles weirded me out and I couldn’t help but wonder if I’d killed them. What if the little holes in the lid didn’t allow enough oxygen in the box? I dreaded the thought of telling my mom that I killed half of her experiment, but the turtles were fortunately just sleeping. They were huddled together like newborn puppies or kittens.
I breathed a huge sigh of relief.
End of dream. :)
Stiffies ‘R’ Us might work, too
Thursday, April 8th, 2010What the fuck, NASA? Seriously! What.the.fuck.
Thursday, July 16th, 2009This is how we’re commemorating the 40th anniversary of one of the most important events in space exploration history? I don’t know what to say besides, “Nice job, you incompetent, bean-counting fucks!”
I will return with more updates in the very near future. Now that things are more or less back to “normal” after the move, I should have some free time before I land a job and find, once again, that my time is sucked away due to the relentless pursuit of staying current on paying bills.










