I was walking in
the RVC parking lot around dusk and Sen Barrack Obama jumped out from
behind a car and waved a big knife in my face, "Give me the $75 you got
from cashing in your spare change at the bank yesterday." Obviously, I
was shocked, "Aren't you Barrack Obama?" I asked. To which he replied,
"You're God Damn right I'm Barrack Obama. Now give me your $75
dollars." And he slashed a hole in my jacket to show me he meant
business. So I emptied my wallet and I didn't have $75 anymore.
I
think my subconscious is trying to tell me not to vote for him. Or
maybe my subconscious is racist and I just don't know it. hmmm.
So I guess Ultimate Guitar is turning into myspace. That's pretty cool, I love myspace.
Here's a little tidbit of information you may not know:
I injure myself in my sleep alot more than the average bear. 2 weeks ago I woke up with a terribly sore left wrist that still hasn't gotten better, and wednesday I woke up and it felt like i had been punched in the nose. It still kind of hurts today. Maybe someone is sneaking into my house at night and beating me in my sleep. I do tend to sleep somewhat deepley.
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