|this desert life|
For some reason my computer clock is off by an hour. It says mountain time and I triple-checked everything. It says 2:54 right now. I thought it was a built-in Compaq April fools, but April fools is over, dude. Time to be normal again.
Last night I had a long and strange dream about many things, but part of it involved carrying the severed head of a pit bull. I had to wrap it in paper towels to avoid seeing its facial expression. Once I remembered that part of my dream I wished I hadn't.
Am still on the diet and am still exercizing. In order to get the 10.000 steps recommended for steady weight loss, I'd have to walk 4 miles every day. That's just mad. Mad, I tell you.
98% positive Ryan is coming out here in May. That is quite fantastic.
The dog howled in his sleep and woke himself up.