Ten dash you

Good morning everyone. I don't know why I am so tired this morning. i went to bed around ten last night. But at least I don't have to take a shower this morning. But I did make coffee. It did have coffee in it this time. Someday I am going to end up putting the cat in the oven instead of the roast. Wouldn't that be traumatizing. One more sleep until the concert. I spelt "concert" as "convert" at first by accident. That would have been a big whoopsie. Look at your keyboard. The "c" and the "v" are beside each other. But funnily I don't ever remember making that mistake before. I think I have spelt "concert" enough to have had opportunities. So I always have this couple who come into my store after church to buy a big fucking bottle of wine. They have always annoyed me with there pretentious holier then thou attitude. They are a couple of those Christian people who make the assumption that I need saving. They had even seen me coming into work before I started and saw my metal shirts and shit. I think they equate death metal with Satan and assume I am in his clutches. Anyways.

They annoy the fuck out of my boss too. I have had a couple minor confrontations with them because I was tired of their preaching about Jesus saving power to me. So my relationship with these customers is strained and I was in a little bit of a bad mood briefly yesterday due to co-worker stupidity. Anyways this couple comes in, we our usual exchange. Very forced pleasantries and all that. They walk out of the store to run into there pastor in front of mine. So they continue to talk to him there, no word of a lie for about a half hour or so. The entrance into my store is quite small. A little bit bigger than your front door. Because my store is just a small store inside a grocery store. Anyways, our dorrway is on the opposite end of where the cash register is. I usually stand out there so I can welcome customers as they come in. I couldn't with these assholes there. The conversation they were having was exhausting me. Typical very church gossiby shit. Jesus.

Even to them it is news to know who is and isn't smoking cigarettes in the church and that if that person is still smoking and hasn't quit, he must not be very strong in the Holy Spirit. Anyways, after about a half an hour of them standing there with their uppity tones and topics, I grew tired of it. I started thinking in my head that I don't even know why the fuck I had let them stand there that long. Or even the grocery store for that matter. Because just outside my door is also where the grocery store is. I have seen teenagers and black kids told to stop loitering being there for only five or ten. They had been there for half an hour. So frusterated I finally went up and told them tyhat just because they wore suits and went to church didn't mean they had a right to loiter in front of my store then anyone else, so to please move on. Haha. Surprisingly they didn't say anything. But I got some pretty cold stares and they moved on. I told my boss about it. Because I like my boss to hear about these things from me.

All she said was "good for you." They were jerks anyways and only come in and buy cheap shitty wine after forcing themselves to stay in church for an hour." Haha. Which is very true. Probably can't stand Christians as much as me and aftyer being surrounded by a couple hundred need to go home to a bottle of wine. And this is no small bottle. They buy a 1.5 Litre of wine. But I think it would do them better if they drank it before church. Then again this is all just my opinion. Maybe they are some of the best most caring people in the world who are five steps away from the cure for cancer. Though even if they are. I still have a personality clash with them and don't like them all to well and I also believe I have some sort of built in dislike for Christians due to past very negative experiences. I should probably get over that. Bet hey, there are better people I could hate I guess. I would rather dislike\hate the worse people. I had a dream that i was dying last night.

Though, now that I bring it up I am not ready to talk about it on here. Once I have analyzed it farther I will. Though I will say this. I still to this day have never died in a dream, I have been in the process of it. But never have actually died. Probably if I did I would die in real life. Because when you are in a dream. Your body does think it is reality. Have you ever woken up in the middle of being chased by something terrifying in a dream? You are sweating and exhausted and your heart is pounding like it actually was happening. I think the most creative way to commit suicide would be able to get really good at lucid dreaming and orchestrate your death in it and see if you would die in real life. Something for all you depressed whiny fuckers to think about. It will save your loved ones the heartache of thinking you killed yourself as well. They wouldn't be able to prove that. If I ever really really feel the need to die. That is the first method I try. So if I die in my sleep and am a still healthy young man, you know why. I was succesful. Anyways I am going to sign off for the day. Work beckons. Also I am going to put a picture of the third shirt I have coming to me. I told you the singer of Odious Mortem kept fucking up my order. Well it is for this shirt. It looks amazing. Just like the other two. I hope you all have a lovely day. Cheers!