OK, this is all Johnny K's fault...

well not really. It's all me, but last night I was wanting to have a more fun dream to bring in instead of one of my nightmares for Starball (you need to bring in a dream, if it's chosen it's well worth it)....

anywhoo, this is the short of what my trusty ile brain gave me last night.


I'm a Dr. in the Army, stationed @ the 4077th MASH unit in Korea. I think I'm a Lt..... I've been there for 9 years (even though the Korean war was 3) and after these 9 long years, I decide to apply for a promotion.

Why, do you ask? Well.... it's not to better my self and standing in the Military Beauracracy. It's so I can eventaually be promoted to Major or better and shitcan Frank Burns.


The rest is just fluffy stuff with me running around the camp looking for Klinger and the promotion forms.

This http://www.msnbc.com/news/786016.asp?0si=- scares me. And makes me REALLY mad (even more so than when Phillip Glass sold 'Knee Play #2' to Pepsi)...


I hereby pledge, that the first time I walk by a soda machine and it sprays Britney into my head... said soda machine will suffer a horrible fate.


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12:01 AM

Another day past.
Not giving myself enough time to attempt to seduce the Moon.

It's OK, I know that your smile was a lie.

Thankful that we're able to spend more calm moments taking the days in as they pass.


It's 12:01 AM and it's been years since you gave me that gilded smile and wanted one of my stories.