The dream I had last night was meeting one of Jay's friends. And for whatever reason, I fell in love with her, happily ever after. Until those damn spiders from Dead Space 2 started attacking us. So much for that. After that, I couldn't sleep. 3 am.
This morning I walked to work in what seemed like a terrible cable connection TV. The static was so thick, I could barely see the ship. The mist eventually led out to a beautiful day. But too bad I'm still suffering from exhaustion from not sleeping much last night. Especially after my work out.
Now I'm starving while I make these tacos. Hurry up, meat.
Thought of the Day:
While at the barbershop, I considered peoples occupations. At what point did we strive for a more society rather than a survivalist tone? If people in the world had to survive rather than prosper off society for whatever reason, obviously people couldn't do it. We would have to adapt and overcome. Did selfish people who wanted huge economics rather than small tribes change all of this? Has our purpose changed from survival and re-population to entertainment and taxes or is that too savage?
Um, I just randomly decided to read this passage, and um, I am in love with your last paragraph.
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