If I woke up tomorrow and I had gained telepathy, I think I’d have some french toast. As it is, I just don’t feel like puttng forth the effort of making the french toast. If I had telepathy, I’d be in a better mood, then I could probably do it.

Also, they should make windshield wipers that automatically detect when something is on a windshield and then scrub it off. Not that I, as a non-driver, actually care, but you’d think that technology would have done that one by now.

I do a lot of crossword puzzles at work (it keeps the mind off of how much of my life is being wasted) and a few weeks ago I came across a puzzler. The clue was “Fictional Character in the Marvel Comics Universe.” Now this is the sort of thing I ought to know. I may not know much when it all comes down to it, but this? This is my niche. But I didn’t get it. It was three letters and the middle one was “P”. The only thing that could fit would be Ape. And while there is a character named Ape (this Morlock in a toque who, if I remember correctly was a shapeshifter) there’s no way in heck he’s making it into a crossword. Especially one made for the South Shore of Nova Scotia’s Out and About section. But last night I saw the answers. It was “Ape”. What the chunks? Honestly?

Ah well. Good for Ape, I guess. Too bad I’m pretty sure he’s dead in the comics. But c’est la vie.

Haiku!

It’s a big bullet.
Shot from the world’s biggest gun.
It can break your soul.

Watched the Strangers With Candy movie yesterday. I had seen some people on the Internet complaining about it, but I liked it. People on the Internet complain too much. And we’ve been watching downloads of Duckman lately too. There’s a show that deserves to be on DVD.

Reoun an rtehr. Abg bein tkin afhbk ah, tba ggmibm, atihn inuin. R aybiyn fhgahiun jghb’jo. Uhubn nhbybuanhb. But what can you do?

And that’s it for now.

Yesterday Minus One, I got a mere two hours of sleep. It wasn’t as bad as all that, though. I got by. But then yesterday when I did sleep, I slept a lot. Easily ten hours in total, if not all in a row. But since then I haven’t slept and I have to be at work in about an hour. I expect I’ll end up sleeping my whole tomorrow away. Not cool.

I guess I don’t have much more to say. At least nothing I can coherently put together right now. I’ll try again next time I am home and awake.

The ringtone for my cellular telephone is “I Wanna Be Sedated”. I play music on my computer while I sleep. Last night I woke up enough to realize I was hearing “I Wanna Be Sedated”, but it was my computer, not my phone. Confused the ‘eck outta me at the time.

Haiku!

Mirror Universe.
Here evil people are good.
It’s a nice planet.

At least once a week I turn into a Werefish. At least I assume I do. Probably it happens when I’m not paying attention. I have nothing to prove otherwise.

Ah, that’s it. Screw the whole thing.