:: Nietzsche kNew Nothing ::

:: Wednesday, April 26, 2006 ::

I had the strangest dream last night about Steve Nash. MVP Steve Nash? Yep, I was just as surprised about that too, but it gets weirder. I was walking down the street that my brother lives on, and the last house on the corner had a weird set of stair leading down undergroud. Steve Nash was at the bottom of the stairs in this small room that extended under the street. I asked him if the room really extended under the street and if that bothered him. He was a really nice guy. He invtied me and one of my three friendsdown into the room. At first the room was a small storage space, but it grew in my dream. I told Steve that if he wanted to make the room look bigger he could get someone to paint a window on one of the walls and put in some mirrors. the small room was painted a rustic orange-yellow that is reminicent of Tuscany. I recall asking him if this room was really under the street and he said that there was 7 feet of ground above us. He wasn't afriaid of collaspe and it wasn't too noisy or hot. He said that the asphalt reflected the heat. I never asked why he built the room under the street and if that was legal. I remember looking at the extensive collection of crayons he had. My friend and I were playing a game in which we find the pink crayon. We coudln't, we kept picking crayons that were tickle me pink or something else, not just pink. Anyway, I met Nash's family, his father and sister and they were nice. Their house was a huge mansion with waterfalls leading into the pool. After meeting his family, I explored the room under the street again and it changed into an apartment that had two bed rooms, a bath and living room. One of the bedrooms was decorated as a beach house. It was wooden plank floors and a painted beach scene. I don't remember what the other room was like. But I do remember that there were windows that overlooked the street. I then ask Nash why there were windows if we were underground. Dreams are weird like that and no one had a clue. Shortly thereafter I woke up and that was the end of my time with Steve Nash. He was a really friendly guy in my dream and I hear he's pretty cool in real life too, but I suppose it's because he's Canadian.

:: Jennifer 4/26/2006 06:46:00 PM [+] ::
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It's Hitler's birthday today. If there ever was a poster child for birth control...

I've watched 2 seasons of Star Trek Voyager and I'm addicted. I love the Doctor and hate Neelix. I miss Enterprise, but Voyager is quickly gaining my heart, and I'm only in the "bad seasons" before 7 of 9. I am keeping tabs on how many mind melds Tuvak iniatates. He's a mind meld whore, while Harry can't help from getting captured or kidnapped. On the other hand, Chakotay isn't as naked as many times as I thought he would be. There have been plenty of lame episodes, but the good ones are good. It's not Archer and wonderful Daniels, but Voyager will do until I can watch Enterprise.

On another note, I love 24, but it's making me motion sick with all the plot twists. It's oh so addictive. Jack Bauer is the Tv equivalent of crack. 24=crack. They should make a 24 movie, but excelerate the play back. What I would like to know if how Jack is able to not go to the bathroom for a day. His bladder isn't that strong, or is it?

:: Jennifer 4/20/2006 11:21:00 AM [+] ::
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It's April. People are sick. I'm still sick. :-(

I don't like Anime that is dubbed in English. It's just too weird. I really need to find the rest of the Saiyuki series. I only have the first six episodes and the last episode I have ends on a cliffhanger :-( I missed Anime. On another note Ranma 1/2 is really fucked up.

I love my Jin-jin. :-)

:: Jennifer 4/06/2006 11:26:00 PM [+] ::
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