i'm so sad that my leather boots got stretched from walking in the snow. i've wanted those boots for years. they used to feel perfect. now they just make me sad.

yeah, that's me - the guy who cares about his leather boots, the guy who likes them so much that he sleeps with them on and wears them walking in slush. it's so tragic how footwear gets saggy and scruffy if you wear it exclusively and obsessively.

i'm in the friendly dimension. i can do anything and anything is nice. there are people to say hello to. there are cats to pat. there are people who want to be killed. everything is neat. it's cool. it's a trip. it's friendly. everything has it's place: even sadness, lonliness and obesity. there is something for everyone in this neat dimension: all kinds of smiles, pizza toppings and rpgs (role playing games). it's so friendly. everyone wants to do friendly things to you. don't be scared.

I got kind of worried that I was a bunny instead of a dragon. But I guess I've always been a dragon. I'm pretty proud that I'm a dragon. How could any dragon not be? I wouldn't be proud to be a bunny. I am what I am.