I woke up today and I thought I was dead. I mean when you fall asleep at night, do you really know if you're gonna wake up the next day? "As I lay me down to sleep...." I'm thinking, if I am still dreaming, I wouldn't really be able to tell would I? I mean if I know I'm lucid dreaming, I can make myself fly or do other things that transcend scientific explanation. But if I don't even know, how can I test it? If I prick myself, it will still hurt because it's supposed to hurt, not because it's real.

Perhaps I've died long ago, and this dream is everlasting. It's a story that will go on forever. Does it make things less real? Does it make things less important? Yes. It does. So what does anything matter anymore?

I don't know how the war is going. I stopped watching 4 hrs/day of news 2 days ago. I have a short attention span. I need focus. Yes. focus.....when we get hit with something I'll prolly start watching again. The pneumonia thing scares me tho. In a way more than iraq.

work still sux.

i was conversating the other day with one of my exes and she told me something i thought was pretty 'funny.'

she was telling me how she just found out that we might be distantly related. [yes i've heard it all before, make a joke and get it over with, but that's not the punchline] she said that her grandmother on her dad's side (or was it mom's side), was 1/2 chinese. And her maiden name was chan......

so then she says....

"I guess there's a little chan in me......"

Ba-dum-bump. Thank you, I'll be here all week. And don't forget to tip your waitress.