Today, I feel buzzed. Coffee with Archie, plus this weird Salon Pas tiger balm-esque patch on my neck have me spazzed out to the point where i'm cleaning. Strange. Not that it doesn't need to be done or anything, I guess I shouldn't question this burst of energy, just kind of go with it.
Last night I dreamt that Jack Osbourne (thank you, MTV) was giving me a tour of a really spectacular southern california beach, and he was really excited to show me a sea turtle which was laying eggs in the sand, and the eggs all looked like avocados. Huh. I wonder if all the licorice tea i've been drinking is messing with my dreams.
Wow, better get back to cleaning, if I stop long enough, I'll get discouraged.
Last night I dreamt that Jack Osbourne (thank you, MTV) was giving me a tour of a really spectacular southern california beach, and he was really excited to show me a sea turtle which was laying eggs in the sand, and the eggs all looked like avocados. Huh. I wonder if all the licorice tea i've been drinking is messing with my dreams.
Wow, better get back to cleaning, if I stop long enough, I'll get discouraged.
- music:Einsturzende Neubauten - Haus Der Luge
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"Take the grand tour of me house, will yeh?"
My favorite Osbourne moment of all time was from AlTV, when Weird Al took old, bad, thrown out interview snippets and mocked up an interview of his own. I looked for downloadable clipola, but no dice. Some chowderhead ran off with my VHS copy years ago, and if I ever cross paths with him again, I tell you,.... *shakes fist