I feel like crud. Fuck you all, and FML.

Just kidding I didn't mean it. I do feel like crud though, and it is most undesirable.

I started a Dream Diary yesterday. I'm not going to write them, but draw them. Already made 3. All between comic, drawings and texts.
Coolness.

Oh man, drawing dreams sounds way cooler than writing them. I've tried to get motivated to keep a Dream Journal so I could start controlling my lucid dreams a bit more, but I can never get to it once I actually wake up.

Then I forget them.

Speaking of dreams, I actually had a pretty groovy one last night that I was walking around a mostly empty New Orleans early in the morning. There wasn't much to the dream really, just kind of walking around, but it was super peaceful. And after the week I've been having, super peaceful is exactly what I need.

Had a barbecue, took the kids down the park. Let them play in the paddling pool in the nice weather. Good day.

Just got back from finishing my last final exam. This was probably the most demanding semester I ever endured.

Everything was going well until I found out that Peter Steele died today. For those of you who are unaware of who he was, he was the front man of the Gothic Metal band Type O Negative which had a profound impact on my adolescence. I seriously think this is my big celebrity death that I actually cared about... I'm bummed out now :(

Really?! Thats ****ed. My borther was a huge fan, must admit I found myself enjoying more than a few of their tunes.

Peaceful? In New Orleans? That's a dream all right.

I read about that yesterday, that's really sad, he was only in his late 40s :(