A dream or WTF?

Dreamed last night I was moving around Ottawa, getting my stuff together to go to Carleton, but I was doing it NOW. In the meantime, I was skipping classes and fearing I was going to fail them.

Jesus, I went through that ONCE already, not again! The classes were English, Military History/Law, and something else, possibly economics. People I've known over the past 15 years kept wandering in and offstage. Snra was there, as were the cats.

The problem was I kept waking up, and the dreams would start again. What the FUCK?

In addition, I slept in so I missed the Smart Parade. Fuck!

edit: Perhaps overindulgence at Lobstercon last night may have contributed. I cannot say for certain.

A comic strip

I live in fear of this very thing.

Scott Kurtz, you know my fears.

Everyday, in every way, the FF looks like it may suck less.

And the Von Doom logo at the bottom of the page is kinda cute.

Of course, since it's never going to show in Canada, that may be irrelevant.

Fuck. Who's up for a trip to Buffalo?