Dream Life

Somtimes, I have the strangest dream.
In my dream, i am maried. I can't place a name or face to my wife in my dream, but in my dream, i have been maried for some time. What makes the dream odd, is the feeling that comes with it. in the dream, when my wife is near me, i feel good, and part of me is aware that she is there. and also in my dream, when she is away from me, I feel like a part of me is missing, part of me has gone with her, and i can feel it. That part of me comes back when she does.
while i'm dreaming, it seems like the most natural thing in the world, that feeling.
but the part that ruins the dream?
when i wake up.
because that part of me goes with my dream wife. i then spend the rest of the day feeling like i'm missing something that is important to my existance. It is very distracting.

but part of me likes it.

i hate youtube

i hate youtube.
you ask why?
well i'll tell you. You open up youtube to look for one music video, or clip from the news, or some thing you saw last month, and next thing you know, you've spent 11 hours of your life watching clips from this or that show, or researching tattoos via video, or WHATEVER! there needs to be an auto cutoff on youtube, after say, 20 videos, it closes your browser, and you gotta start over, that way mabe i'd get some sleep.

I'm Wearing a Tie

mostly for shock value.
i'm normaly the guy in a button up short sleve shirt and bad haircut at church. Today however, it will be combed hair, tie, respectable looking Jarik.
i'm going for the "double triple Quadruple Take!" wish me luck.

I hate days like this

i'm awake, at 12:16 am, and all i'm doing is reading the internets, and i cant tear myself away and go to bed.

Inaugrial Postage

well, as you can see, i've done it. broken down and started a blog. Had to happen eventualy, its a fact of life that eventualy, you create a blog so you can bitch about life, and mabe somone can read it, and either agree with you, or get in an arguement with you. Such, as it is.
this is definitly not going to be a consistant thing, if you plan on becoming a faithful reader, prepair yourself for months of checking with nothing, and then a week of posts made at 3:30 am when i cant sleep and must rant about something.

thusly, and with much cerimony, detail, and pimp and curcumcision, i bequeeth unto thee, Jarik's blog.
so let it be written, so let it be done.

Jarik out.