TMI Blog: Odd Long Blonde Hairs

So this is the second time I found a long blonde hair attached to me...like a hair that actually grew on me.  The first one was on the back of my right thigh.  Soon after I discovered it that hair fall off (probably from me tugging on it so much when checking it out).  The hair I found tonight is just below the middle of the right side of my rib cage.  I am willing to bet that this one is even longer than the first one.  I would say it measures to be a good three inches and is extremely lightweight as it catches any slight breeze really easy.  These hairs are so strange.  I wonder what could cause these long thin blonde hairs to randomly grow on someone with thicker dark hair.

If I Won

Ok, my recent ideas for what to do with a lottery win are these:

Building a complex with the following:
-Apartments with many different floor plans and possibly lofts
-A private access parking area for residents with spacious single and double garages
-A grocery store
-A two story arcade complete with go-karts, mini-golf, and laser tag
-Semi-healthy fast food options (i.e. not burger joints or pizza joints...well maybe pizza)
-A semi-professional recording (music/voice acting/sound) studio
-A semi-professional movie studio
-A couple general item stores for everything else one may need
-A small theater complex would be neat too but I would not want to take away from Marcus...so maybe a drive-in theater with the screen being one of the exterior walls
-Of course one may need a gas station but I feel we could do without since there are enough in town
-A large grassy courtyard where people could just chill
-I suppose an attached hotel would be great to for those Canadian and American tourists 

PTSD from a Dream

I need to get this out of my head.  I can not focus on my homework with flashes of this dream pushing its way into my head like a mild case of Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. The best way I know how since I am now alone is to type it down.  Katrina used to get an ear full of all this but what I think that I never told her was how it helped clear my mind of it all.  Anyways, to the dream!

I do not remember where I came into the dream but the memory flashes put me as in the timeline where the action is already happening.  I am in a city and it is pretty sunny out.  There are people screaming and running away from this giant monster that is moving through the city.  It seems to be almost a vehicle of sorts because it is probably like four or five stories above ground, kind of boat/box-shaped, and also is breaking through the ground since I can only guess that it had another story or two under ground.  Well, like I said, everyone was running away and screaming...that is everyone but me.  I dodged out of view from the traveling destruction and sneaked my way around a red brick building with a pretty solid cement base.  I made my way to the corner where I could quickly peek around to see its location.  I took a quick glance and saw it was just about to pass the building that I was hiding behind.  I held my location as it went by.  I could hear it breaking the ground but even more I heard something coming from beneath ground that peaked my curiosity.  It was heavily mechanical sounding with a bit of what I perceived as possible voices of the enemy.  As it passed the building's foundation broke from the ground and pushed itself against me for a good half a foot.  I looked back around the corner to see that it was not only beyond my location but it completely took out two smaller buildings that where against the wall of the building I was behind.  I glanced across the street to see a bank that seemed pretty empty.  I dashed across the street and pushed my way through the glass doors.  Inside there was one teller behind the desk and a security guard just sitting on a chair next to the door.  He arose as I came in as if I startled him.  Both kept their eyes on me as I sized up the place for safety and other exits.  I told him to not worry and that we needed to contact others to tell them that this is a safe place.  He argued for some reason but I do not remember his argument.  Behind the guard there was a door that led to a basement.  The electricity must have been out because the basement was extremely dark.  The upstairs had enough windows to keep it bright without the need for light.

At this point I think the story skipped a bit because there were some other survivors now with us in the bank...I guess I convinced him to let us use the place as a safe house.  I wanted to get a better look at what that sound was and I had the idea that we could find out through the corridors in the basement since it was most likely tore open from  that machine going by.  I made the announcement that I needed some people to come with me and that we needed guns.  There was some bickering again but I forgot what it was about but I remember saying "Listen, we need a leader in these situations.  If we do not have a leader there will be chaos. We need a leader even if the leader does nothing but guide everyone through."  In this I was referring to myself without actually saying it.  There was only one guy that said something when I looked at him and he said "Why are you looking at me?"  Beyond that, no one argued my point and guys started to stand up to join me.  In fact, the guys joining me were some of the guys from my squad when we were in Iraq.  As they were gathering up they pulled out their guns to show they were armed.  We only had three or four pistols of different types for the six or so guys that were coming with me.  One of the other survivors that was not coming even passed his pistol off to one of the guys joining me.  I myself remained unarmed since I did not have a weapon of my own.

As soon as I saw that everyone was ready I pushed open the door and lead my team down into the dark basement.  I turned on my long steel flashlight and cut my way through the darkness and into the underground corridors.  This is where I woke up.  As soon as I woke up or partially woke up I started to play with the last part a bit where I wondered why the electricity was out or if the lights were just off.  I altered the dream and turned on the light which caused a rift within the dream and it basically caught itself in a sort of loop where it went back and forth between the electricity being out and me being able to just flip a switch to turn on the light.  It was fairly strange but I would have loved to just have followed the dream a bit more to see what we found.

Here, take my card

Woot!  My business cards for my YouTube channel came in yesterday.  I had to take one out and fantasize a bit.  They look so cool. The plan is to send them out with mailings (like with prizes/giveaways) and give them out to people interested in checking out my channel.  I only have 250 since I went with the free option but, shoot,  that still should last me quite some time.

Long time no blog.

Hey everyone, phew it sure has been a while since I posted anything here.  I could make up a bunch of excuses but honestly I think time with Katrina and time used for posting videos on YouTube has kidnapped the time spent over here on the blog.  However, since I am alone I feel the need to share with people my life as it is currently going.  Instead of posting it on Facebook, where the mass of the people in my friends list could care less, I am posting it here in a more safely intimate setting.  Granted, nothing on the internet is truly private but this is just a bit more private than Facebook.  So, without further blabbing and excessive comma use I will continue with actual substance of goings-on in my life.

Yesterday morning I arrived back in Fargo from Chicago.  Like usual, the train was behind schedule as we reached Fargo.  I was supposed to arrive in Fargo at 3:15 am but did not arrive until sometime around 6 am or so.  I took the rest of the day and napped/relaxed.  The two bedroom apartment just feels really big and empty right now.  Going to bed last night just seemed awkward without Katrina's breathing and sleep talking.  I had to turn on the fan to help fill the void and lull me to sleep.

Thankfully the humidity went away here in Fargo.  There is a nice breeze today again and it is just warm enough in the sun to be comfortable.  From my balcony I see nothing but a clear blue sky.  This is perfect weather to set up a table on the balcony and dig into my homework.  I have the table set up and the books on the table and will be digging in shortly...after I work out with Taylor of course.  I am worried to see how out of shape I have become after these last few days of non-consistent eating accompanied by the complete lack of working out.

Time to put away the computer and start my day.  See y'all around the net!  Oh, and if you have not had a chance to check over my latest YouTube video you should really take a gander.  www.youtube.com/justinchronemic

The Drama of Drama

It seems that no matter what I do or do not do drama always finds its way to the surface in the Theatre Department.  At the end of last semester one of the graduated majors passed me his locker since he just found out I was in the department again.  While filming some shots for these weeks YouTube video I thought I would take a peek and find my new locker.  I found the one described by the graduate but when I opened the door there was a note inside left by the new owner of the locker.  In the note it was mentioned that the previous owner gave it to him and that it was his now.  I am fairly certain the the new owner knew not of the previous transfer of ownership and that I was in fact brushed aside by the previous owner even though the proof of transfer is on Facebook.  In order to avoid being sucked into drama even more I just sent a message to the new owner saying something to the effect of "it seemed like he gave us both his locker blah blah blah so you can have it" (not actual post).  I know things will still be awkward and I wish they never were but it just seems like with this crowd it always takes that turn.  Le sigh, at least I will come away from college with at least one friend.