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Aug 30, 2005 07:39

The idea behind quesadilla makers. What has become of society today where people are too damn lazy and untalented? How can one not make his/her own quesadilla? It isn't hard, nor very time-consuming. It is a well-known fact that in this age people (Americans only?) expect everything at their fingertips, and at a fast rate. Fast food is a subject that I'm not even going to get into, but the idea is that we all suck for wanting everything without the hard work. Hell yes I'm lazy, but not too lazy to make my own freaking quesadilla. The same opinion can be attributed to the mass-produced and marketed crustless bread. That shit just pisses me off.

So my dream lastnight was awful. It started out with me buying Brennan and Tyler a horse (for them to share? I have no idea). I kept it in my barn (I have a barn, I guess) along with all my goats (hmm), and somehow, all the goats got out, and the older ones went to all the neighbors' houses and ate all their flowers. The baby goats were following me everywhere, and I ended up picking up two of them and carrying them. Then my cats got out and I had to chase them because they were all gung-ho on running away from me. I was so sad, and also upset that I probably had to reimburse all my neighbors for their lost flowers. So then it switched to being inside of an assembly-type room, but in someone's house, and I was getting raped by this guy and it was awful. The I proceeded to tell Kayla about it, and she didn't believe me and thought I purposely cheated on her and she broke up with me in quite a cruel way. Then I was back at my house and there were poisonous snakes everywhere, and in the process of trying to capture one, I got bit, and died within 5 minutes. Then I watched my own funeral, and only my family showed up - no friends, because they were all mad because they thought I cheated on Kayla, as well. It was bad.

dream, quesidilla maker

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