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With the cold weather comes the onslaught of strange and vivid dream. Which can be a lot of fun, or annying as hell, depending on whether they are work related or not. I've been haivign a lot of work dreams lately. The other day was the coffin going into the flooded vault. Sigh...
After a hot humid Sunday, tomorrow will be back to fall. But then not.. ups and downs. Last harrah. At least we finally had some rain last night. Not much, but some.
I was rather pissed to find a wet spot on the floor of my car this morning. Not from any window. Seems like it's probably the AC condenser blocked up. At 11,000 miles??? Why? Not thrilled about that. Better be under warenty. I've only had the car for 6 months.
My brother needs to put his dog to sleep. Have I mentioned this. I'm disgusted that he is letting this dog suffer. Such a misserable thing to do to an animal. Just to get a few more days or weeks of 'life' out of it. Why? Let the poor thing go!
The Strain... it strains me. It's getting too 'why the fuck did you do that?' It's starting to loose me. I cant enjoy a show when I start wishing all the characters die. Yeah.. that's not good.
And no, I'm not St. Francis. I'm really not.