I forgot to pay my Wal-Mart bill so I went out and paid it at the store at 10PM last night. It wasn’t late or anything, it was due yesterday and paid yesterday. Wal-Mart at 10 PM on a Friday night is a scary place. Usually the kids use Wal-Mart as the only hangout around but there’s now a curfew through out the area so it wasn’t as crawling with teenagers as it usually is. It still scared the hell out of me. The workers all seemed like they were stoned … so maybe the kids WERE there. Picked up “the Road Warrior” and “Amazon Women on the Moon” on DVD while I was there. Maybe *I’m* stoned.
I had a dream that Ashton Kutcher died. I remember I heard it on the radio during a dream. Of course I wake up and sign on to AOL and there’s a story how Drew Barrymore blames Demi Moore’s romance with Kutcher for dooming Charlie’s Angels 2. Yes, not that the movie SUCKED but that Demi and Ashton doing it had any barring on the movie’s fate.
I don’t remember how Kutcher died in the dream, I was too busy being yelled at by my girlfriend in the dream. I apparently put her in the strip and she was yelling at me because she didn’t like the pictures. I’ve never seen this girl before so god knows what the future holds … other than I pick girls who like to yell at me.
Oh well, off to start the day.
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