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Fuck I hate old people. The edmonton casinos are archaic and still have coin, and there are coin banks where we store the coin for our slot attendants to use. Anyways these banks go empty and I got the replenish cart job (i had to get the coin bags).It's just a big metal cart that can hold a bunch of coin in it. So a quarter bag weighs something like 22 pounds and I stuff this thing full of 60 of them. On a saturday when the place is jam fuckin packed I have to navigate this thing through throngs of people. Problem is it can't exactly stop on a dime, and people constantly cut infront of me. I usually fantasize about smashing into them and pinning em against slot machines.... and this one time I was coming off my break and I had put the RC by a bank That i had filled. It takes a little effort to get this thing going so I push off of it and I have one leg way back behind me and this old lady promptly trips over it and smashes on the ground. At the time I was like "oh shit...." but I picked her up and dusted her off and we gave her a $5 ticket to the deli and she was fine....

I hate old people.... they act like senile children where I work.

The verve - Bittersweet symphony

I had a very interesting journey dream. I'm walking slowly through this bleak wasteland. To the left and right just greyish brown cracked dirt. No trees, no roads, no houses or structures just nothing. When I looked into the sky I was terrified to find that the sky was as bleak as the ground below, no moon or stars. Strangly without any visible light source the sky gave off a sickly orange glow. I have nothing to do but continue walking forward. One foot in front of the other... my eyes start to feel funny. Darkness creeps in from my perephrial vision to engulf me in utter abyssal black. I'm blind! I run forward clawing at my eyes when I trip over something. I feel for this mysterious object and as I grab the handle my vision slowly returns. I'm left holding a heavy stone-headed maul. I look up ready to continue my endless journey to nothing when I finally spot something on the horizon. It's like nothing I've ever seen before and it's moving towards me at an alarming rate. It's like a big ball made of shadow, with flaying tentacles and tendrils, and all sorts of arms reaching out menacingly. I know I cannot possibly outrun this... thing, so I raise my maul in defense.... and cue my cursed alarm.

Yup I have some magic cards too. I had a Zombie deck and a suicide black deck.... ahhh I'm a dork. I think I'm going to get rid of everything but my zombies, mostly because I'm a fan of zombies in general.

510550801 When I was a kid, I played soccer with this other kid named Ryan. He always treated me badly trying to humilliate me as much as possible in front of as many people as possible. He was a popular kid and everybody loved him -- except me. One day he was skateboarding down the hill my house is on without a helmet; he fell and cracked his head like a mellon on the pavement and died later that week in the hospital. Everybody was sad that he was gone, but not me. There was a ceremony dedicating the corner he died on in his name where the community gathered and his parents cried. I felt no sympathy for them, they were probably huge assholes like the asshole kid they raised. After that, whenever I passed "Ryan's Corner" on the way to school I would remember that I was glad he was dead. 609483692 i really hate this boy ryan l. he is soooo mean when all i did was try and help him. he allways makes sure im not gonna be anywhere around him when he goes out and it really hurts that he wants nothing to do with me even when i got him up to his current popularity .... i really dont like him and i think he is an assfucker from hell 913640199 I had sex with a guy on this site. By the way, Ryan, you have a daughter. 750364858 Daniel,Erin,Keith,Mikel,Ben,Aaron,Michael,Todd,Burns,Ed,Josh,Patrick,Jason,Jack, Ozzy,Erik,AK,Mike,Andy,Phil,Kevin,Tony,Ryan,John,Jimmy,Julio,Russel and Toby.Im sorry for giving you aids.Its tearing me apart inside.Im so sorry. 780180313 I love you Ryan and I hope your bitch girlfriend dumps you so you can feel what I feel. You make me want to die Ryan...you really do. 299785254 Ryan youre the first person I ever loved and you coud give a shit if I lived or died. Fuck you Ryan. At least everyone knows Im only attracted to losers. 123928402 Ryan I hope you and your nasty girlfriend, Jade, breakup so that we can go back to being fuck buddies. I really miss our sex. You may have a small dick but damn you can fuck. 103404483 ryan had the most beautiful penis i have ever seen. it glowed purple in the early morning light. i should have lost my virginity to him. why don't i have sex? Evrybody hates me but atleast my penis glowes purple at dawn. cool.

Was the clown girl hot? Ravenous Yam is that Cthulhu in a mailman suit?

Simple Plan and good charlotte are the epitome of all that is emo.... (tool - Rosetta Stoned .... kick ass song)

Alrighty then, picture this if you will. I wake up in this dream to find myself in this dark, dank room with stone walls. The floor is just dirt covered with a fine amount of straw. I feel funny so I look at my hands and arms and they're grotesquely deformed, my forearms are longer and I have small claws. I know that I'm a demon, but I don't feel evil. I exit the room and I end up in this medieval alchemical laboratory. The shabby old wooden tables are full of beakers, tubes, and assorted surgical implements. Everything is mostly empty and there are no experiments currently in progress when I enter. In through the oppostite doorway intrudes a demon, same arms as me but he had small curling horns atop his bald skull. We stare each other down and I realize this thing is my half-brother. It reaches onto one of the tables and removes a rusty machette with white cloth wrapped around the handle. He attacks we with it and I try to fight back but I can only defend myself with my arms. I raise my left arm and block the machette from caving my head in. It gouges a large wound where the skin hangs and you can see white bone, but no blood leaks out. The wound actually starts to regenerate before my eyes, and to the surprise of my infernal assailant. I manage to toss him across the room, and I reach onto one of the tables. Instead of a weapon I remove a beaker with a twisted glass top and a small amount of murky liquid in it. I toss this at my demon half-brothers feet and he is engulf in flames. He burns into a pile of ash with chunks of charcoal... and cue alarm. (in case your wondering I like to write down my dreams, which is why I'm able to recall so much detail.)

Never gonna give you up - Rick Astly!!!! Just kidding, Andrew WK - Party till you Puke!!

Have you guys ever remembered a previously forgotten dream in another dream? I was having one of my dreams where I walk to epic landscapes and really cool places when halfway on the journey I remembered I had already seen the place I was heading. Then in dream I confused myself by thinking "Wait a tick, I'm remembering a dream within a dream?" I was really amused and I continued to walk there.

Life Beyond the Minimum Safe distance really touches off something in me. I feel like it smybolizes who i am. I am SO emo....

I love Baldurs Gate 2 + the expansion, NWN, Fallout 1 & 2 kick ass, Diablo 2, and I must mention that I am the mario party mini games mutha fuckin masta! Mario party is the best multi player game to play when your drunk or high.

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Lucky you. I have more nightmares than regular dreams.

I only talk about my nightmares because most of my other dreams are just regular boring normal ones that no one wants to read about.

For the msot part it was good but I thought the trainee was fuckin annoying at the end.

This was a cool one. It's a black and white dream too. In this one I'm a vampire and I'm sporting this kick ass suit, one of those old school gangster pin stripe ones and a sweet fedora. I'm strolling along this beautiful garden path beside this huge victorian style mansion. It's pitch black but I can see perfectly and even though it's a black and white dream I feel like I can identify the different colors on the flowers in the garden. I strut into this courtyard and spot two women, one young and very hot, the other a bent old crone standing behind her. I somehow just know they're both vampires and I'm unbelieviable attracted to the young one. Her mouth never opens but she says to me "How strong are you?" I reply "Strong enough beautiful." as I embrace her. I hold her closer and gaze into her somniferous blue eyes, and she tries to forcibly bite my neck. She gouges a wound in my cheek and in a rage I overpower and bite into her. I drain her struggling body of every last drop of blood and she falls formless onto the ground. I turn on the old lady vampire and easily drain her too.... and cue alarm, I wake up.

Some one needs to park right beside one of their "protests" and blare NIN, manson, slayer etc.... Heresy by NIN and Judith by APC would be perfect songs, I'm sure they would enjoy listening to them.

8/10 for confusing me... what the hell is going on in it?

How 'bout this one. I'm riding passenger in this car with this chick whom I was somewhat interested in. She starts screaming at me and we get into this huge argument. Anyways she violently stops the car, reaches over me, opens the door and kicks me out. She literally kicks me out. I fall into the ditch in a pile of snow on the side of a rural road out in the middle of nowhere. I stand up and realize that I'm barefoot but the snow actually feels good. I look around and in the distance there are these mountains, and I know I was heading somewhere past those mountains. As I start walking there a school bus stops so I go talk to the old lady driving it. She asks where I'm going and I say past the mountains. She immidiatly freaks out and tells me I can't go, It'll be dark soon and "They" live in the mountains, and "They" will "get" me. I reply "Who the fuck are They?" and I wake up.

Ya but bono is such a fag.

$142 holy crap! I went up to $50...... damn poorness..

The last vivid dream I had was pretty creepy. It starts out with me on one of those metal tables used for disection. I'm paralized and my chest is split open from my groin to my neck, and it's just an empty void in there. Two disembodied hands slowly stitch me up with thick black thread and I can feel every stitch. The hands dissapear when they're finished and I slowly get up and start walking. I hold onto myself and end up in a mall looking for the food court, but I can't move fast enough because I'm afraid my chest will split open.

I REALLY fuckin hate U2.