I was driving Mullaney to get his car yesterday morning and he told me the greatest thing in the world. He had a dream that me, him and Berube were searching some weird desolate building and we went in this one room and there were these bodies impaled and limbs tossed all over the place, then we looked over and the Butcher from the first Diablo was there, it was his lair we were in. "Freshhh meat" So Mullaney went up to him ready to try and hack him up and stuff and I was like "No, let me get this. I went up to him and pushed him back and he got impaled through some stuff. Then we went back out to the car and Berube was out there which made it even more lifelike and he couldn't believe we had just beaten the butcher.
My other week-off goals for today were to buy a bigger cd wallet which I'm going to do in a little bit, fill out my Yanni+Friends application which is done, burn more of these cd's which has been ongoing, watch Suicide Club which is done...and amazing. Another one that totally puts American cinema to shame, accomplish stuff with the death metal band which I've been doing and get a Battle Royale: Survival Program shirt...but I'm still looking for the one I want the most. The movie totally pushes the boundaries of brutal, violence, life, emotions and government. If you want proof...this is Berube shedding some tears when he was watching the Battle Royale series a few nites ago. He wasn't ashamed of it either, and he shouldn't be...it happens to me every time honestly in the last basketball scene...
So yeah overall it hasn't been that hard of a day. More things from my big important list have to be done tomorrow than today.
Here's a few from Joey Tits spilling his crazy Irish/Family pride tat...
...He's a new man now.
Me and my bro just decided we're going to go to the Starland Ballroom and try to get in the Velvet Revolver show. I'm sure we'll be able to snag some tickets on the way.