But to my surprise…

They pulled down their space pants

And came into my eyes!

They sang: Come onto your face

Come onto your face

Come onto your face with me!

Any who…

MTC is getting closer and closer to being done and my excitement is almost palatable. I seriously cannot stress how, even if it’s only 30-ish pages, how crazy it is to me to be this far in a project. The amount of times I’ve started something and failed to get this far is depressing, but it’s something I intend to change and this is a great start.

I’ve also begun to remember my dreams more regularly, which is a treat. Generally speaking, dreaming just seems to make sleep even better than it already is. Last night was a weird sort of an inception wherein I dreamed within the dream that I made out with a cute coworker, only to wake up in the dream and make out with her. Oddly, I found her father face down and dead from an overdose in my bathtub. I told her, we made out some more, I sucked at one of her tits, and then we went back into the bathroom to find her dead father missing,

Weird shit…

Dick’s for listening!