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Dec. 29th, 2002 04:35 pm( Had the oddest dream last night. )
Was woken up at 4am this morning by a screeching and a slam. I thought mebbe someone hit something. I look out the window to make sure the mini-van wasn't hit, and saw this guy speeding down the wrong way from 30th road, make a hard turn, then sped down the wrong way on 12th. I think he was going in circles or something, because I heard the screeching a few more times. Then a few minutes later I heard sirens from a distance. Mebbe the cops were chasing him down 14th.
Owel, Kitty wanted someone to go with her to Steinway. I declined due to laziness. I feel so lethargic. Was fooling around with the karaoke. I must've been singing into it wrong before, because I can get consistently in the 90s now, with my current high being 98 from Mr. Big's "To Be with You". I get pretty high marks doing "Thriller", Kansas-classic "Carry on my Wayward Son", and Styx's "Come Sail Away". Ha, doing all these songs made me start learing their proper lyrics.
Owel, it annoys me that the X-box is still broken. They need to send it in for repair, because I checked, and it is a common problem. I'm not gonna call, its not my X-box. And Domino took his PS2 back downstairs, and there's no DVD player hooked up to the TV in the living room. Perhaps part of the reason I'm going stir crazy. I'd be going gnuts if there wasn't a cable modem or DSL here. But even then, Domino and![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
durlxnemesis keep playing SOFII online. I've always sucked at FPSs but the "sniper" game grabs me. It does piss me off when people cheat and cross the agreed to boundaries or go in blasting, instead of sniping. My sense of honor prevents me from stopping to their level.
Was woken up at 4am this morning by a screeching and a slam. I thought mebbe someone hit something. I look out the window to make sure the mini-van wasn't hit, and saw this guy speeding down the wrong way from 30th road, make a hard turn, then sped down the wrong way on 12th. I think he was going in circles or something, because I heard the screeching a few more times. Then a few minutes later I heard sirens from a distance. Mebbe the cops were chasing him down 14th.
Owel, Kitty wanted someone to go with her to Steinway. I declined due to laziness. I feel so lethargic. Was fooling around with the karaoke. I must've been singing into it wrong before, because I can get consistently in the 90s now, with my current high being 98 from Mr. Big's "To Be with You". I get pretty high marks doing "Thriller", Kansas-classic "Carry on my Wayward Son", and Styx's "Come Sail Away". Ha, doing all these songs made me start learing their proper lyrics.
Owel, it annoys me that the X-box is still broken. They need to send it in for repair, because I checked, and it is a common problem. I'm not gonna call, its not my X-box. And Domino took his PS2 back downstairs, and there's no DVD player hooked up to the TV in the living room. Perhaps part of the reason I'm going stir crazy. I'd be going gnuts if there wasn't a cable modem or DSL here. But even then, Domino and
durlxnemesis keep playing SOFII online. I've always sucked at FPSs but the "sniper" game grabs me. It does piss me off when people cheat and cross the agreed to boundaries or go in blasting, instead of sniping. My sense of honor prevents me from stopping to their level.
