McDreamsalot

Okay, so this dream was just a little weird. It started out with me going to school. I had to give a report of some sort, so I got all my stuff ready. For some reason I sat in the back of the classroom and I was making some snide comment. Naturally the teacher says "I think Nathan wants to go next!" so I groan and I get up there, only to realize I don't have my papers. I go back and say something to the effect of "boy, I really should have thought of that" and I pick the papers up and go back to the front of the class... only to find them all out of order. So I rearange them and appologize for delaying my antics (those were the words I spoke).
Suddenly I wake up (still in the dream, mind you) and realize this was all just a crazy dream. I look at my clock and realize that it's almost time for me to leave, so I go through my whole regular morning thing in hyper speed. I'm walking by my desk to get some quarters for a dew, when I realize that there are fewer quarters that there should be and that my desk is on the wrong wall. I realize that I'm dreaming and force myself awake.
I had to pinch myself to be sure that I was actually awake this morning... okay, so the dream wasn't that weird, just really really literal.

A fun table, proving I know html!

Let's play a little game, shall we? It's called "Denver vs. Los Alamos"

Denver	Los Alamos
3 Malls within a bus ride	practically NOWHERE to shop
Plenty of movie theatres and lots of fun things to do	practically NOWHERE to do anything fun
I have to rely on buses to go anywhere, and they are almost ALWAYS late	I rely on my friends for rides who are slightly less flakey than buses
The only place with CDs is a chain, and they won't give stuff to you early	I know the dude that owns the only record store, and he gives me stuff days in advance
Bums bums bums	I know everyone
I'm propositioned every day to sign some proposal or another	No streetside propositioners to entertain me

Basically this is just a cool way for me to bitch about my day. It started out kind of shittily when I realized that I'd forgotten to do my paper for class today. It was redeemed when I got my check, and then was kind of crappy again when people made a big deal about this girl's birthday but no one even knew mine was this weekend. So after I was bored out of my mind in class today, I deposited my refund and the check from Greg and took out $200 so I could spend the $100 my dad gave me for my birthday and then to pay back Liz and buy the new kittie album. Of course, like I said, the only record store within distance of the school or the dorms is Virgin and a chain, so they HAD it, but were unwilling to give it to me. So I'm going to back tomorrow morning.
Here comes the fun bus adventure. This was just... shitty. Beyond reason. I saw 3 10s NOT going to Buckley pass me in 15 minutes. I was about to call someone and see if they'd come pick me up when the 6 finally came. It was already a half hour late, and it only comes every half hour. About 5 minutes later, the 6 that should've been there 30 minutes before passed us. So whatever, I got on that bus... and about 10 blocks west of Colorado, they decided we needed to switch from the bus we were on to the other. Why? I don't know. The bus we got on afterwards was COMPLETELY FUCKING EMPTY, so apperantly they decided it would be a good idea to move all of the people on the bus I was on to the empty one, rather than the empty one doing... whatever it was that was being done.
As I got on that bus, I spilled my drink. I thought I had lost my bus pass and I was pretty pissed off about that. I was just in a funk for the whole rest of the trip. I started walking and then remembered that I had put my bus pass in my front pocket for whatever reason, so some light was shed... I got back to the apartments, and of course Liz's package STILL isn't here, so I still don't have the totally l33t b-day gifts she got me. Blah. Shitty day. The end.