Apr 12, 2005 09:48
It's time for something bad to happen. Things have been too good for too long.
I dreamed about Night Elves pacing in a zombielike trance, back and forth through an underground tunnel, and a Champion of the Horde running through and hacking them to pieces while they made no move to defend themselves. The lights of their glowing eyes going out one-by-one in the cold, slimy darkness.
I'll lose my job. Akatatsu will float upside down in his bowl.
Halo will poison himself. Jack will choke to death.
Dan will get hit by a car while he's walking home from work, because I was too busy playing a videogame to pick him up.
I'll have a stroke.