October 6, 2006

Dreamed of going on a holiday to a grungy sex retreat; not wanting my parents to know where I'd been; working in a job where they put puzzles on the blackboard for us to work at if we'd finished our work; trying to type an "A" but typing a triangle pointing down instead.

Father got the car back from the repairman and we went shopping.

The Tales of the Green Beret comic strip package I posted on Ebay also sold. (I've posted ten of them, and five have sold already!)

Dinner was McDonald's.

Went to the Karaoke Meetup at the Groundhog.  I sang "Johnny B. Goode" and "We're Not Gonna Take It." There was a huge crowd there, and I had to wait 2 1/2 hours to do my second song, and didn't get home until almost 02:00.  Some guys there were playing a card game called Lunch Money, where you enact schoolyard bullying with cards like Kick, Dodge, Bite, Run, Grab, Hide and Pimp Slap ("Look at me while I'm hitting ya!").