Head or highscores?

[deathboy]

Last night I had a dream in which there were a pair of gorgeous, obliging, Western European call-girls, but after five minutes, my brain obviously struggled to remember what having my cock sucked is like and gave up.

The rest of the dream featured me and edwards on a train, playing bass guitar and trying to get a highscore on a repeatedly glitching handheld retro game.

What the HELL is wrong with my mind?

My finite memory space took another turn for the worse this morning, too.

The last few weeks, I've been filling the kettle (for water to heat bottles usually) then staring at it, wondering why it's not boiling. The answer has been, repeatedly, that I've not turned the kettle ON.

This morning, I stared for about ten seconds at the kettle only to realise that the kettle wasn't there. It was still under the tap.

God knows where we go from here.

More sickening cuteness from the tiny reason for my mental confusion:

Watch on YouTube

Watch on YouTube

Just remembered.

I didn't actually go and make that cup of tea once the kettle fucking boiled.

CRAP.

Comments

[wev.livejournal.com]

there are worse reasons to be mentally confounded. he is adorable, even if he won't look at the camera...trying to look all cool and aloof already.

[deathboy.livejournal.com]

so long as he's not a goth!

[siani-hedgehog.livejournal.com]

i dunno, i heard a rumour that he was spotted in a t-shirt for some filthy goth band... deathsomething...

[wev.livejournal.com]

would you prefer he be a bible thumpin' redneck? i could arrange to get you some cornbread, rc cola, and greens..the ford pick up maybe a bit harder since they don't float so well. :p

[taliszanna.livejournal.com]

Oh LORD, i had no idea that you had such a thing against Goths when I made that comment while asking about your music. Ach!