boojiboy

I can hear the rain falling, cars driving by, the energy across the river, and a train with it's horn blowing...

all from my toilet. How surreal.

Last night I had a dream that I was in a plane crash... Very odd detailing, but the first dream I've remembered in a long time.

Like pests, we are infesting this city. Two more Easties, Portland bound. Our only negative effects... Really aggressive driving, and annoying slang.

"Tell em' Large Marge sent ya!"

Booji