So, I managed to snag a few Dark Knight figures. Thanks to Blackbeard for the heads up. I just need to find another Batman and I'm all set on those fucking things.

I said god damn at work today in a front of a customer and she got all pissy and started to rant about saying it was going to make me go to hell, yadda yadda yadda. I wanted to say 'well, if you think that's going to put me in hell, what about this..." and then I would tell her about the time I videotaped Gonzoe fucking that german sheppard. man...good times.

I had a fucked up dream the other night. I'll try to sum it up without rambling too much. I went back in time to 1992 and I had a few people with me. I knew these people in my dream, but I do not know them IRL. Well, we were walking around this neighborhood that had a lot of fields and I saw Matthew Fox playing with an extremely large dog. I walked up to him and said "in 12 years, make sure you sign up for a TV show called LOST...." and he was asking me question and got all "jack" and started to get upset. I told him I was from the future and he scoffed and insisted that he knows who I am. Well, eventually I ended up in his house. I walked into the living room and Shelly Long was sitting on the couch. She asked Matthew who I was and he said I was from the future. She got all concerned and I tried explaining to her that she needs to make sure matthew signs up for LOST. Then...it started to snow. I told the both of them I was going to go outside and run around in the snow. Matthew said okay, he'll meet me out there, but he also told me to not slip on the ice. When I walked out the door, I noticed the truck in their driveway was slowly backing up and in the driver seat was Tom Hanks, but much much older. I then thought to myself "oh shit, they're not going to believe me that Tom Hanks just stole their fucking truck. They're going to think I stole it and then they're not going to believe me that I'm from the future. Then LOST will never get made! FUCK!"


and then I woke up.