Dream Dream Dream

It’s one of the most inhuman devices ever created… right up there with the gas chamber and the atomic bomb. It can destroy your fantasies and take away your happiness. It can plant anger and hate in your heart. It can corrupt and darken the deepest recesses of your soul…
… It’s called an alarm clock.

I had a wonderful dream. It was the best one I’ve had in a loooong time. But the feeling of waking up to the realization that it was just a dream is like a terrible, gawd-awful, heart-wrenching, soul-hurting, gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain.

It was so lucid. It was like getting youself into a monumental sugar-high and then all of a sudden dropping you down to the depths of hell… … …all with the sound of an alarm clock.

Argh. So frustrating.

Let me borrow a quote from the great poet Marshall Mathers:

“Snap back to reality…”

…and what a “snap back” it is…

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On the lighter side of the news:

I haven’t been late for 7 working days! Haha. For 2006, that is a record for me. Yes, it’s been THAT ugly :p But it’s already 7:30am. If I’m not going to be late again today, I must stop blogging NOW… … …

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noonienoonienoonienoo…

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Ok, stopping already.