Let me tell you about MY day. :)

I appear to be a masochist, because there is no other explanation as to why I wanted to rent the movie "Stakes," a movie which, in a nutshell, features vampires from another dimension and high-school standard acting. Also? Steven King and Jamie Bell. True facts.

http://www.shillpages.com/dw/story-5.shtml

I wrote a little humorfic about Doomsday and the events that followed.

http://community.livejournal.com/dietennant/

Just thought I'd throw it out there. :D

A friend once told me to keep a dream journal. This was fine and all, because I believe people can have significant dreams that can reveal something about themselves...I just don't think any of my dreams are significant. I once thought about what Spiderman being disintegrated really said about me, or what hidden meaning there was behind the Disney Princesses helping me escape crime lords in a burning warehouse. Ultimately, I chalk it up to being way too into movies and TV, but that's not anything new to learn about myself.

Who would you pick: the red or the yellow M&M? I thought the answer was obvious, but some people I asked said the red M&M. Sure, he's got ambition, but a guy like that doesn't have the time for a real relationship. Plus, life's more exciting when you man's a little nutty.

The Flinstones were very impractical. I mean, if they'd just walked instead of dragging the car around with that free-loading dinosaur, they'd have got where they were going a whole lot faster. They weren't shaded, either. The roof had holes in it because of the dumb dinosaur.

So I found an old journal of mine where I put in random things I'd thought of that day...and decided to share it with you guys. :D Here's one entry:

Clear Clothes
In the future, we will have clear clothes. The other day, I was talking with my mom at the kitchen table and I brought it up jokingly. The sad part was, when we thought about it, it sounded true. I figured it'd be a good idea to wear underwear. You know schools would have to make a new underwear dress code policy, and if someone broke it they would have school underwear for them to put on. The underwear would be all old and stretchy, and the bra would be too big or too small. And what about kids? The girls would be too little to wear bras, so what then? And you know they'd come out with Barbie and Ken in their hip new transluscent clothing, and then Mattell would so get sued because Skipper didn't have a bra on because she was so little. Plus someone would be like, "Do these clothes make me look fat?" and someone else would reply, "Well, only if you are fat." Then they would sue because the clothing was unflattering. The way I figure it, as long as I don't invent a clear clothing line, I'll be safe. It wouldn't be comfortable anyway because it would have to be made out of plastic (like what they make cheap raincoats out of). It'd just make you sweat a lot and then it'd be all slippery. Every time you'd sit down you'd make squeaky noises. That's suck at the movies, y'know?