...from a girl called "Kill"

It's 36 degrees already, and it's September. Had a crazy dream about a girl I met online. Driving in my neighborhood and stopped at this party late at night in my brother's 1960 Chevy Impala. When I got out, I walked around. She got in, unlocked the door, and started the car. I got in, and we drove to some Subway. Very strange.

Song of the day is "Green Day - Blood, Sex and Booze". I am beginning to ponder why I even started this blog. Who will ever devote any time to reading what I have written. Well, I guess I'll write with the intention of it not being entertaining. Feel like hell. Maybe I'll write more later.