Dreams? Music? Intervention?

Alright, so I talk/walk/do weird stuff in my sleep.  2 nights ago I went to the club after work, came home and went to bed.  When I woke up, Lindsey told me I sang a song in my sleep.  I asked her what it was, she told me it was inappropriate and she wouldn't repeat it.  So obviously, I became determined to get it out of her.  Eventually, I talked her into telling me.. and it's the line in Hotel Room by Pitbull, when he sings, "That sweet, that nasty, that gushy stuff."  That was all she could recall from the song.  

I blame Brett B.

Anyways, today was exactly the opposite of productive.  I woke up at like, 1?  And proceeded to do nothing until 3.  I went to the bank, handed in the usual stack of ones, got asked if I was a stripper, said no, asked if I was a waiter, said no, asked if I worked at a bar, said yes.  If you work behind a bar, people fall in love with you, it's the weirdest thing.  Lindsey did.

Went to Appare, this badass Japanese restaurant that's sort of like O'Hanas, where they cook in front of you and throw food around.  It's always a good time, and so are saki bombs.  Best part is, they do two for one entree's on Monday nights.  Woop!

Ummm, music.  Lately, it's been all about Lil Wayne's new mixtape 'No Ceilings', and I'm all about it.  iPod is on repeat in the car.  Also, this song was released like 2 months ago by Chamillionaire, and he samples Tom Petty.. It's actually pretty badass, if you like the Mixtape Messiah.

Good stuff.

Right now, I'm watching the show Intervention.  It's on A&E, and it's about drug addicts.  This girl inhales 10 cans of computer air duster a day.  I don't even know if I breathe that much air in a day.  Crazy stuff!  That's her down there.  She's a fox.

Tomorrow is the LMFAO/Shwayze/Paradiso Girls/Far East Movement Show!!!

;)

TL