January 13th, 2005

Angel (John)

*looks at the sky kind of funny*

Only a week and 2 days left of this getting up at 5am crap. Thank god! And my mom did this for like 20+ years. The woman is a fucking GOD.

Dad is being moved to a nursing home sometime this week for after-care. It's pretty much of a relief, but it's strange to say that. My dad with the words nursing home. He's only 54!

Had a strange dream again, details are mostly gone, but there was a bad!company, a boy about 15 and his puppy that was skinned alive by the bad!company. But the puppy didn't die, it was mutated into something and it chewed through an electric fence, saving itself along with other pets that were going to be hurt too. For some damn reason in the dream I thought the boy's name was Lex Luthor. Dude. I don't watch Smallville so I don't know where that came from.

Snurched from scaperred.
Ask me five questions. Any five no matter how personal, private, or random. I have to answer them honestly. I have to answer them all. In turn you post this message in your own journal and you have to answer the questions that are asked to you.

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