D-Mounty

So I've been sick the last few days, and when I'm sick I have weird ass dreams. At first I only confused people with ideas, or facts with objects. Like, you know, I thought that bead covered circular motions were the malicious intentions of rich old people in Crested Butte. "Why do all these women with free magnets want to join all of the sudden?" -  Fairly regular stuff, but then last night I was a white cylinder floating above the North Pole doing figure-8s. I could come and go between universes as I pleased, and could enter and exit bodies as needed. So this one body had to go pee, fair enough, I slipped right on in to the body and went to

Been compiling ideas for stories. Space stories. So actual spaceship making has been on the decline. Actually, I could probably do both, I just don't. I'll need to soon though, a man can only go so long without space...

I... nevermind. You know, I try my darndest not to be a douche.  You know how it goes: You build one android, and he goes off and builds another android, and before you know it you've got a whole shitload of fukin androids!