I'm exhausted
Like, really, really exhausted. One should not go from working nights to getting up at 5am. It doesn't work. But before I pass out on the couch, I want to record this brilliant idea I had because I'm pretty sure it is one of those ideas that only occur when you are completely and utterly exhausted:
I want Dr. Seuss to write a Batman vs Catman one-shot. I'm not sure who will illustrate it. Send in your portfolios to me, THE INVENTOR OF ULTIMATE AWESOMENESS, and I will consider you for this epic comic of epical (that's a word??) porportions (that isn't a word). Winner will receive the privilege of doing my dishes that are piled up and disgusting and really need to be washed. It's embarrassing. I'm ashamed of my dishes. I should just throw them all off the overpass to the soundtrack of the Phantom of the Opera. NEW IDEA:
I want the Phantom of the Opera to come over to dramatically throw my dirty dishes off the overpass while singing a dramatic song modified for the occasion. In return I will install a two way mirror/secret passage way on the wall between my laundry room and unfinished crawl space. NEW IDEA:
I'm going to pass out now. Good night.
I want Dr. Seuss to write a Batman vs Catman one-shot. I'm not sure who will illustrate it. Send in your portfolios to me, THE INVENTOR OF ULTIMATE AWESOMENESS, and I will consider you for this epic comic of epical (that's a word??) porportions (that isn't a word). Winner will receive the privilege of doing my dishes that are piled up and disgusting and really need to be washed. It's embarrassing. I'm ashamed of my dishes. I should just throw them all off the overpass to the soundtrack of the Phantom of the Opera. NEW IDEA:
I want the Phantom of the Opera to come over to dramatically throw my dirty dishes off the overpass while singing a dramatic song modified for the occasion. In return I will install a two way mirror/secret passage way on the wall between my laundry room and unfinished crawl space. NEW IDEA:
I'm going to pass out now. Good night.