You love Jesus. Just as much as I do.

I wish we had a way of recording our thoughts without always having a medium between the thought and the expression of the thought. Whether it be typing as I am right now. Or talking. Or sign language. Or writing in some other form. Drawing. Why have we not figured out how to express ourselves without any of these filters? I know they are supposed to be able to help you organize what you say and think and feel. But I think the world is a little to organized for my liking. If everyones thoughts were just a mass of waves in the air that anyone could tap into, fuck that would b a world I would want to live in. Plus I would save myself the time of having to do this blasted typing thing. Though I do enjoy it. I am getting to be an incredibly fast typer. Since I do it so frequently. Some chicks resume yesterday who had applied at the Wine Rack said she could type 40 words per minute. She was a secretary. I can type that fast I bet. But I am sure she gives far far better head. I will ask her when I interview her. I decided it is a neccesity for the next candidate.

I just finished looking at Kayla's damage to her arm on Facebook. I feel like a pussy now. But I was sober when she was doing it to me. She was quite trashed when she got that. At least that is what I tell myself at night. Though that doesn't look like something I want to try. That looks like a straight path down the road to battered wife syndrome. Even though that may not be a terrible thing. Battered wives are foxes in the sack. They all have something to prove to men. So maybe beating women maintains some sort of healthy balance. Kayla seems to embrace it. That I admire. I bet you it was Seb too. That man is violent as all fuck. Well he was the night when he started moshing me into Dave. Then we wrastled all sweaty and greasy. That man has a lot of pent up man juice. I was happy to be a small outlet for him. I may or may not be getting sick. It keeps teasing me like a passed out hooker. Some nights when I go to bed I think for sure that I am going to wake up sicker then a dog because of how I feel. But I didn't feel to bad when I woke up this morning.

But I do maintain healthy mornings with my whores breakfast. (coffee and cigarettes douche bags) And believe it or not. I think it actually works. I am incredibly groggy and shitty feeling when I first wake up. But after a couple coffees and smokes are in me. I feel like a million bucks. Which is impressive. That is a hell of a lot of venison. Yeah you will probably read the last couple lines over again to get that. I have discovered I dream more when I lay my head on the east side of my bed instead of the west. Do you think that has anything to do with the earth's magnetism? I had really fucked up dreams last night because I decided to put my head on the wrong end because I felt restless and uncomfortable. I passed out right away and dreamt vividly. Of course it could just be a coincidence. Which is why I am going to test it farther. In fact, I don't even know why I sleep with my head on the same end every night. I see no good reason to do so. Maybe some people have a phobia towards putting there face where there bare feet where. I don't find feet disgusting though.

A lot of people do. I am definately not one of them. Assholes are gross. But only if it is a guy's. They are fine if it is a girl's, and my penis is in it. But not my mouth. Well maybe. I say never say never. If I met a crazier lady then me. I would have to keep up appearances and would probably do shit I wouldn't normally do. Knowing me I would probably end up liking it. And then I will have achieved a new level of not giving two shits. So all my Toronto lovers. I am coming into town tomorrow after work. Should be in in the early evening sometime. Oh yes. Dark Rave isn't until Saturday. I was wrong about it being on friday. $5 before 11. $10 after. So cheap no matter what. It is at the Fun Haus. It is 19+, so bring your I.D. I work Sunday morning so I am going to be wrecked when I get to work. Absolutely wrecked. But I am young. These are the years I can handle this shit. Oh and also. I am going to go to the David Lynch Premier in Toronto on friday. I am inviting everyone.

WE WILL GET TO SEE DAVID LYNCH!! He is doing a Q&A after. I have some questions about Mulholland Dr. I would like to ask him. Tis the most fucked up movie I have ever seen and I still don't get it. And I have seen it half a dozen times. People come dancing out of the blue box? What the fuck? If any of you haven't seen it, go watch it. David Lynch is incredible. Come to the premier. His movies get better as he goes. I am just going to throw Jimmy's name in here so I can tag him. He gets all nervous and shit when I do that and removes it from his stories. It makes me chuckle. Anyways, cheers everyone!