MGS Homer

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MGS Homer

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Everyday's boring. No eventfulness. Ever. I went to sleep at 6:30 P.M. yesterday cause the only source of entertainment was being hogged by my mom, watching that damn Style Network. I woke up and was searching for the cell phone on my bed (My clock...), but got up and asked my dad if it was morning or night. He looked at me weird and said it's 11:15... P.M. I watched some T.V. and went back to sleep. Oh my shit. I kept waking up from all my dreams. One was about me driving some place. I always have nightmares about driving. When ever I turned just a little bit, it was like a sharp turn I couldn't control. Every time that happened, I flew out of the car and scrapped the fuck out on my arm on the ground. It happened three times. Fell in the same position and same area on my arm. In a few seconds I was back in the car like a video game.

Some small UFO in the sky that twitched and fell. The alien died inside it. A bigger UFO circled around, I guess it was looking for it. I hid behind a car with some people I was with (I'm always with more people in my dream than I am actually) and the UFO came down. Aliens with funky guns came out. I thought to myself, "Hey... I thought we invented the guns..." The Aliens got closer to where they saw me, but didn't do anything like, "Oh! I found him!" I picked up that small UFO and flung it over their way. The small alien flew out and fell on the ground. I got worried and woke up.

I got stuck in the shit by a black kid (Dream).

Another one was some group of people tried stealing my dad's car. I ran and opened up the door to rip out something to get them to stop from moving the car any further. I think I went for the wind shield wiper switch... And I got some small round thing stuck on my ankle. It was as round as someone's thumb or something. Other people kept pulling into the driveway. I was getting all pissed and tried breaking their windows with my foot. Didn't work. They got pissed also, and we started to battle. I forgot how. But some fat chick (Not so fat, but somewhat chunky) was around that I thought was in the whole 'Let's Pull Up In The Driveway' thing. She was nice, and I ended up getting a cow coat from her. It ended up in the bushes, and I ended up locked in a locker room full of retards. WHY AM I HAVING DREAMS ABOUT RETARDS??

It's raining and lightning like crazy. Makes me feel the computer is going to get warped.

Austin just called and told me Chris (SeT) is playing at P.I.S. Friday. He's coming on at 8 P.M. I think. Saturday Forever Scorned is playing. So I guess I'm going both nights.









HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD.
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