Tongue That Dusty Butthole

So, I've decided that for my funeral I want my casket to be set on fire while Klaus Nomi's rendition of the cold song plays (http://tiny.cc/5jusd). Then once my casket has turned completely into ashes, I want them to be stuffed into a panther and for that panther to be shot into space.

That'd be so badass.

However, I've still have yet to decide how I want to go out.
I think K.C. Green definitely has the right idea though.

I was going to post the comic strip by KC Green to which I just made a reference but I failed to find it, so in its stead...

















In other (Huey Lewis and The) news, I've tried to begin lucid dreaming. It's not working out so well. The reality checks I do during the day (check hands, look at clock, flick light switches), have, sadly, yet to carry over to the dream world. I really want to construct my own dream.

I also want to try polyphasic sleep, but im scared by the initial sleep deprivation and by the fact I'd be the only one up all the time.
Ohwell.... Maybe another time.

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