So this afternoon I was sleeping and had a dream that a book was put before my eyes, but it was my book, a book that I had written, and all I had to do was read it, and then I'd be able to write a really good book. I got through about the first two lines before I couldn't focus anymore, and the first two lines slipped away too. Damn dreams. Well, I haven't had a Diablo related dream recently. I've become bad-ass enough to hold my own one on one with anyone, even Duriel on Nightmare difficulty (that's medium). I remember Duriel being a pain in the butt because he just chases you down and hits away, and last time I used 14 healing potions (I can only hold 16), but he was much easier this time. Having 1000 life helped.

This is my new blog. I might be funny. I might lie. I might tell wonderful stories. Who knows? Who cares? You'll probably never find out. Hello. [smiles] Ok, I'm done for today. When I smile too much, my mouth hurts. I always have to warm up for choir concerts by being depressed.