mutants are so fucking cool. but it'd suck to live in the world of the X-Men and have this mutant power. the other mutants would make fun of you.

poor sick little sturtle. i've never really cared for Sesame Street, and never watched Zoom, but i do know that Zoboomafoo is on during the day, and it's a great show. i love lemurs, and the Kratt brothers, despite the fact they're dumbasses.

this freaking sucks. my friend Brian, who has been living in St Louis for almost a year now, is still winning stuff from radio stations here. i just got a call from K-Hits, asking for him, because he'd won a $300 scooter.

when he was in town last weekend for his father's funeral, he'd called the station to play one of their little games, and was entered in the drawing for that damned scooter. he'd given them my address and phone number. and he won. bitch.

looking through some of Jean's old posts, i find where she talks about night terrors, something i think i suffer from often.

that link led me to search for hypnogogic hallucinations and sleep paralysis both something i suffer from frequently.

when i was a child, i was a sleepwalkerer. i don't think i do that anymore though.

something i do still do, and often, is a hypnic jerk, a.k.a. sleep jerk or sleep start (i've also seen it called something like 'onclonic jerk' but i can't seem to find anything about that now). everything i read on hypnic jerk says it happens once a night, just before you go to sleep. it happens to me multiple times nightly, and it's usually accompanied by a short (15 or 20 seconds) nightmare-type episode, and it doesn't involve a feeling of falling or anything like that.

anyway, all of that is just a long introduction to this:

i love the word somniloquy (something else i used to do alot as a child).

oh, and before anyone says that it wasn't very nice of me to watch television on our 6 month anniversary, it wasn't my idea. mikey wanted to stay in and not leave the house (except to get soup). so it's his own fault he had to watch X-Files.

for those who keep track of such things (which i believe to be just me and mikey), Sunday marked the 6th month point in our relationship. we celebrated by watching X-Files. woo hoo!

you'd think that, after 6 months, he'd know that there are certain nights-- no, not even that-- certain shows that i watch, and i cannot be separated from the tv. exactly 5 and a half hours worth every week. he's not much into sci-fi, and that covers half of my viewing period. instead of finding something else to do, though, he sits there with me and watches it.

yeah yeah, it sounds sweet that he's watching something he doesn't like just because i want to see it, but it's not. it's torturous. i feel bad that he's watching something he doesn't like and has no interest in, so i'm distracted from the show and can't enjoy it. until he says something like "they should just cancel X-Files since David Duchovny's not on there anymore," or "they should just blow up Voyager. there's never gonna make it home."

i think he does it intentionally, just to get my hackles up and get me talking. he enjoys seeing me get all worked up about something insignificant. but it's just not nice, because then i miss something that may have been important to the show.

i think i need to start taping X-Files and Voyager, and then watching them everytime he comes over. he'd eventually tire of all the sci-fi, and maybe he'd just go to sleep whenever something good is on. or maybe he'd start coming over on the nights when i watch no television. or maybe he'd start getting into the shows, want to watch them all the time, and i'd get sick of them.

it's friggin' cold in here! i hate winter.

good lord! i now have a third reader! woo hoo! a fifty percent increase in readership! so, to anyone else who stops by here, go take a gander at In the Closet Boy and say "hi!" he's one of my daily reads, and can be a lot of fun.

for the geeks out there (and strangely, this applies to the only two people who read my blog), here's some week old Trek "news". mostly, it just seems like rumor repeated ad nauseum.

check out some of the art from Ultimate X-Men. and what do you think about the new look for Ms. Grey?

i'm such a fag for getting excited about this, but Ab Fab's coming back for another season!

[thanks to Max (i think that's the name) for the news]

i like green too.

how nice this must be for you. unfortunately, i live only 4 miles from work, and Tulsa does a fairly good job of getting its major streets clear early. so i'm here at work, one of the three people in my department to make it in today.

the good news for me is that the parking lot is about half empty. i should have much less work to do today than i normally would, not that i ever have much to do anyway.

Curious George W. Bush.

[thanks Dean]

thanks, guy. i haven't seen Run Lola Run yet. the ending has been ruined for me. now i know how Jean felt after i spoiled Dogma for her.

"I couldn't go down to the bar because there were too many fans. So I would just sit in the room, watch a movie and drink a shot of Jack (Daniels) or a beer."- A.J. McLean, Backstreet Boy, whining about how hard his life is.

he couldn't go down to the bar because there were too many fans? when did they start letting 15 year old girls into bars?

my theory: he couldn't go down to the bar because he knew he'd get his ass kicked, because EVERYONE who isn't a 15 year old girl would love to kick the crap out of a Backstreet Boy. or two. or five.

[link snatched from this guy]

what the fuck is this? a review of X-Men: The Hidden Years issue #14. read the last line.

someone at Marvel should die for that, a long painful, gorey death. there's only one Dazzler, as SHE sure as hell isn't Warren's uncle.

okey doke.... Jean has to mention something about some spoilers for Buffy. she makes it out to be all terrible and wonderful, so i get excited and try so hard to resist. i couldn't though, so i follow the link and am soon faced with hundreds of posts. then my natural lazy-slackerness kicks in and i lose all interest because i'd have to work to find it. praise to being a part of GenX.

eeg! it's not that i didn't bother to introduce you and Brian. it's more about trying to convince two fairly anti-social type people to stop being anti-social. didn't have that problem with Mikey though. he likes meeting new people.

i should have tried harder though with Brian. but you'll meet him. i promise.

by and by, did i mention that i know Rich through Brian? that's close, isn't it?

American Astronaut: Sundance Lab alum Cory McAbee's campy musical set in outer space.

sounds like something i'd want to see. hooray for Sundance!

thanks to this guy for the link.