This was posted over 17 years ago; my opinions, thoughts, attitude, and writing style may have evolved since then, and this post might have been different if it were to be posted today.
had a dream last night that zombies with mental disabilities (i guess that’s why they need brains?) were attacking, and the only way they could be eliminated was by hitting them over their heads with wooden chairs that would break apart.
have you ever tried to type with feelings of pins and needles in your hand? it hurts!
and now i’m craving butterscotch. time for breakfast!