Got enough caffeine in me to be semi coherent now. Got some good news and some bad news.
What do you want to hear first?
Bad?

Ok, as its looking the stupid oral presentation for the crappy paper I just turned in is going to be durring the same week I have to present for journal club, and I have a feeling its the same week I have to present for work in progress talks too. That week is really going to suck.

But, In good news my latest story is finally up
http://www.anotherealm.com/flash/ff1q01.html
please comment on it if you like. So far everyone I've sent it to hasn't said anything back, so I'm guessing its not that good.
Oh well, on to new projects.

Yab nab de beetle bourgin.
Was up past midnight it the darkness before this day. My paper got finished or at least it got handed in. I have to give a presentation on it in a few weeks, probably about the same time I have to present for journal club and for work in progress.
My brain is shot today. At least I only have to split some cells catch up on some notebooking and rock on out the door.

We got our cell bio tests back. Let me say, suck fest delta.
Class average for this exam, a whoping 80 freaking points.
My cleaver score, a wonderous 61. Fucking A. I hate tests by Eipper. I always bomb her questions. The rest of them I got better than 70% of it right or at least credit.

All gamers out there should feel lucky we're not playing tonight and I'm too out of it to try to draw up a map. Very lucky because it would probably come out something like this.....

You walk down a passage. At the end of the passage you see the most luxurious comfortable bed and you can feel it calling to you (will 25 to resist).
Succombing to its will, you move forward feeling more and more restful and comfortable as you go.
Ten feet from the bed, the floor gives way beneith you (no save if enchanted). You fall down 30 feet into a soft furry sort of landing. The soft thing you fell onto throws you off and rises up, taking the form of an enemorous bear in a tutu. He wrestles you to the ground, then forces you to solve algebra problems if you get them wrong he hits you with a salmon. Oh yes the bear dosen't speak in the common tounge, he only speaks bear language, but with a spanish accent "Growlloo".

I really need to get some sleep.

Was at schol until about 8:30 last night. I'm now about 2 pages into this paper. Not much else to say, so its back to work.

Stuck here tonight until a little after 7. My paper still isn't finished or that far into started. I just have no interest in writing just to write. I'm not learning anything doing this, unless you count rewriting someone else's words and referencing them correctly something. That I learned to do back in high school some time.

Why is school so dull?
At least my lab work is finally progressing, but slowly.

It also sucks that there was something I wanted to pick up, but there is no way I'm going to ghetto*mart after dark. I may be crazy, but I'm not stupid.

Tired and semi depressed as my procrastinating usually leaves me. My paper is due in three days and its barly started. I'm still in a frame of just not caring very much.
I wonder more and more if this wasn't all just a big mistake. One of my friends was talking about leaving today and getting a job. It didn't sound like all that bad of an idea to me.
In a lot of ways I'm regreting not taking the 1 year academic leave of absence from pfizer instead of not doing that so I could work there as a consultant. I would seriously concider going back if I was.

I used to be very interested in science. I'm not so sure now. Its the same where ever I go. Nothing is how you think it will be. Maybe I'm just tired.

I should get back to the paper, for I'm not going back to the appt until I have 5 pages done.

Well I've survived another weekend and as sual I didn't get nearly as much done on my paper as I was planning to, at least I still have this week to work on it.
A breif run down:
Friday was a night of depression. Came home and started drinking, but since I couldn't find a decent depressing film and wanted to eat something my night of self destruction was cut short. Damn burittos and coke, blah. Oh yes, tried to play FF11 again but had so many updates to down load I couldn't get on all night. 6 hours after I started DL in I got sick of it and went to bed only about half done. In better news best buy finally sent me my refund for the ipod so I went down to pick one up.
The girl there asks me if I want to buy one of their protection pans for it. I say no I should still be under my replacement plan, she gives me a funny look and says no. She goes on, that plan was fufilled, your ipod broke and we replaced it. you still don't have that item so how can it be under warrentee. This is total bullshit. I paid for 2 years of garunteed replacements, not 1 replacement. I am so through with best buy. I think I'd rather pay more for my items at the mall or go online than go back there.
Spent most of the rest of the night trying to get the ipod to work. Also time spent trying to get DVD burner working. Apparently the update to the nero software sony uses is a lot more buggy than the orgional version I had.

Sat I got up early and slowly started. Worked some more trying to get nero to run right. Ended up removing all of the software and reinstallling it and not updating any of it. Stupid compagny. If anyone is getting a burner I would not sugest the sony one just for this reason, nero sucks.
After all this I tried to work on my paper but it just wasn't happening. BZ's friend Eric came down a little after that and we all went out shopping. I spent more money I don't realy have.
He left around 8:20 after much discussion and much laughing. Days was fun and good.

Sunday started a lot like saturday only this time trying to get the ipod to work because it wouldn't communicate with itunes for some reason. In this case updating both itunes and ipod software did the trick. Figured I'd give FF11 one more try, only to ifnd out that my password and system id for it have been erased. The password I know, but the system id is some big letter number combo they gave me and is written in the FF11 book, which I can't find any where so its pretty much a lost cause without that. Got a little done on the paper the rest of the day, which was mostly DLing some papers and reading a little of them, ughI hate school work.
Went out for a bit more shopping, got a chair and some excelent figures at wallmart. Todd Mcfarlin is an awesome sculptor, so I've got some suprises for the next game or so, but anyone who can do web searches should be able to figure it out.

Well I should probably get to work. I had some crazy dreams last night I wanted to get down, but unfortunatly I can only remember bits of them and it was all in dream logic which sets me in the loop. I can't remember the dream whith out undrestanding it somewhat and I can't understand it without remembering it because its in dream logic.

Ugh off to class or something.

Man that test blew. Thanks to all the well wishers, I hope it helps.

I really hate questions that are linked, i.e.

1. Draw a diagram of useless pathway Y indicating all of the major important points.
2. Explain, using the diagram you just drew, how disease B could act in the same way disease A does.

Its such crap. If you don't know one thing you get two questions wrong, some times more. Next time I think I'm just going to draw a big picture of me giving them the finger for my diagram and answer all following questions as "Refer to diagram".

So last night I had a big talk with BZ (no not THE big talk, or that other big talk) mostly we're both somewhat sick of what we're doing and were discussing other ways to make money. Let me just say man does the world suck. There are very few profitable jobs for some one who wants to do something creative and just about all of them are very high risk, meaning you need to invest a lot in them and the chance of return is very small.

So unfortunatly I'm not giving up yet to go off and do something exciting. I am going to make full effort this year to finish my book. I have a solid idea that should be enough to create a decent novel. I've already lost some time and will lose some more due to school work papers and presentations so lets say I've got 200 days to write an ~ 400 page book, which is only writing 2 pages a day which is/ should be easily do able. I have a paper to do this weekend, but as soon as that is done the book will begin. I'll send out updates as it progresses.

Test today, last cell bio test and hopefully last real test I have to take here. Woke up at 5:30 this AM to continue...start studying. Its 7am now, got two hours left. Wish me luck.

Its another exciting thursday. I've got a test tomorow I haven't begun to study for. I have to set op a third rotation for my self and it should be one that I'm going to like enough to stay at and likes me as the case often is. I just sent an email to one of my bosses at pfizer who had offered to do a joint program between UCONN and Pfizer for my PHD, but the offer was made in november some time and might not still be available.

I had some really crazy dreams this morning. They were somewhat scary but wacky too. I can only remember bits and peices but here goes.
I was in new york, but no where in new york I've ever been before. There were all these highways which bridged over the city and intersected in roundabouts that went through a parking garage like structure. Inside this garage thing were little shopping complexes mostly they were like highway fastfood deals, but were set up like a mall food court.
So I drive through the structure and then stop and give directions to some homeless looking girl who was looking for broadway or some theatre (not that I know where any theatres in manhattan are). I think I was on my way to pick BZ up or something like that. I don't remember if I picked her up or not or maybe I had some time before I had to pick her up, not sure.
So I end up driving back toward the intersection and there is another girl who's car was broken down on the side of the road. I stop and we chat and she is going in the same direction I am so I offer to give her a ride. She gets in and we head off also she gives me this clear plastic bag of money eithor to hold for her or to pay for the ride. At this point I realize I should have offered a ride to the homeless girl too. So We head off to get her, but instead we park the car or maybe we don't, but in any case we're walking now.

So we walk around this food court sort of thing, but instead of being all open and easily accessable like food courts are its more like a maze. The maze is al like small corridors made of white painted plywood, which is kind of dirty. I decide I want to get some taco bell. So we dart in and out of corridors looking for the bell. I remember we passed one a ways back and am about to turn around when the convience store in front of me has a small window at it for TB. I go up to the window and order some gorditas or something.

The clerk isn't behind the counter so I have to call for him a few times. When he comes out he's ttally sketch, dirty, unshaven with a nasty dirty white apron on. He takes my order and then tells me the bill. The world shifts and we're inside the convience store now, but it looks more like the inside of one of those news paper stands you see in NYC with the front open and all sorts of stacks of papers piled everywhere except that there is a door on this one and its currently closed.

I reach in my pocked to get money to pay for the food, but in order to get to my wallet I have to pull out the girls bag of money (its mostly change) . I place the bag on the counter. The cerk starts going through it and having a fit because aparently its all some sort of foreign currency. I try to explain that the money isn't mine and my money is in my wallet.

I finally get my wallet out and start flipping through the bills in it and oddly enough most of them are some sort of foreign stuff too with little fishes on it. He really begins to freak out now and is waving a knife around. I find the three american dollars that the food costs and put it on the counter, but its too late by now.

The clerk has come out from behind the counter. He is waving his knife around and starts in with some big speach and its actually pretty scary. its something like "You people, always comming in here and ruin our way of life. You try to pay me with fake money and we're not going to take it any more. Me and all my friends are going to get out of here. We're going to get into a rocket ship and fly off into...into.... outer space." At least "outerspace" was what he was going to say. I but in here "and fly off into..into.."(him) "The sun"(me).

At first he just stared down at me like he's going to dice me up. Then he bursts out laughing and then we all laugh. The stupidity of my comment has lightened the situation and everything will be fine.

Then I woke up.
And all of you just wasted a lot of time reading this very long and stupid dream, hahaahahahahahah.

My blot worked!!!! for the second time in a row. Today I started a lot (9 flasks) of cells growing to do one massive lysate prep to start doing immunoprecipitations with again. Finally I'm back on the right track.

Not too much else to report today. Went home last night and bought a blue chair, its all cool and futuristic and isn't nearly as broken as my other chairs.

In other news I'm pissed at the program NERO. Its a DVD creating program which worked soso, but has a habbit of freezing up some where in the middle of an 8 hour transcoding scession. I updated it to try to fix the problem and now it crashes about half the time when you try to start a transcoding scession and still freezes up in the middle when it does work. Stupid thing.

Well I was suposed to have a rough draft for my cell paper today, but I don't. I really hate this class. Its a big waste of time and undue aggrivation.
I'm about half way done with my story for the AR contest this month which will be good. I haven't submitted a story there in quite a while.

Running another western today and hoping it will work again.

Going home tonight and looking forward to it.

Chicks fart too.

I know some of you out there like to persist this myth that chicks, especially hot chicks don't fart. I'm here to disavow that rummor.
I was having a chat with allison, one of the techs, today about housing or mortages or something like that, when all of a sudden I'm caught. Stinky poo air stench and it was a pretty bad one too. My first though "Oh man was that bad, I need to stop eating what ever I've been eating." Which was quickly followed by my second thought, "Wait, I didn't fart."
She keeps on talking like nothing is wrong which further solidifies the guilt. I had to summon up all of my inner might to keep from pointing at her and laughing my ass off.
Man farts are funny.

Its a wonderfully slow and sleepy day. Two nights of gaming in a row just kick my ass. And these two nights were thursday and friday. The whole weekend it felt like I was trying to play catch up and failing at it.

This weekend I saw two films. The first was Electra with jennifer Garner. There are few films I can say that would have been better with Ben Afllek. this would have been one of them. The plot was hoky even for a comic book movie. The acting was bad, no I mean really bad, as in "I think Elizabeth Berkly in 'Showgirls' would have won an oscar compared to this" bad. The special efects were mediocre. Jen didn't even look that hot as she was made up in most scenes.
So all in all it was a total disaster and I could not in good concusious recomend it to anyone, unless I really didn't like them and even then it would be just mean.

The second film was Ocean's 12. This was actually a good film. If you enjoyed the first one you'll probably like this as well. In a few scenes they went a bit over the top in the real of beleivablism, but it dosen't detract much from the film. And some of the ideas were too funny to describe.

Flapjack sized titties.
Yes that was the title of some of the porno spam I recieved today. What does it mean exactly, who are they catering to.
Flapjacks are pancakes, meaning flat and round. Does anyone want big round, yet flat boobs?
"Hello I'm looking for a specialty bra, yes 26 double D, yes the implants do look like big hockey pucks."
Also what man is sitting there thinking "The best things in life are sex and IHOP, if only I could somehow combine the two". I fear meeting someone like that.

So I've awoken on a new day of procrastination. We ran out of developing agent yesterday so I can't do much until more comes in. So there is a good chance I'll bail around lunch time.

I've spent my morning looking at houses with allison, one of the techs. It makes me think I should start looking for a new house. With the price of some of the really cheap ones I could probably afford them for the same price or less of what I pay in rent. The whole thing is nutty.

In the wonder of it all, my western blot worked. My protein is back and in a decent quantity. It seems like the probalm may have been in the lysate creation step so I'll have to do some experiments to try to fix that. But IT WORKS!!!!!!!

Hhahahahaha,

And with my new found excitement I beleive I should write up this weeks adventure as pay back for all of the bad mood adventures I sent the group into.

Its that time again, dubious, devious, delicious.
Feeling somewhat crazy and like I could eat a whole chocolate cake. The world is closing in and expanding at the same time.
I think I need these challenges in life. Otherwise I become complaciant and that dosen't do anyone any good. Its bazar. I exist within the confliction of wanting to rest and relax yet needing chaos to survive.
I'm also a bit lost as to where to go next. There are some people here doing fairly interesting things, but I really want to be someplace I can do something for humanity. I'd like to work on disease or cancer or something like that. I'm not that into the basic science of we want to know how it works, just to know. There aren't a lot of people like that here.

This morning I feel weird, almost free, but crazy. Its like I can do anything. I'm unstopable. I've probably just lost it again.
Last night I made myself go excercise for the first time in quite a while. I did 30 minuites of run/walking, mostly walking but I will get better.
I had good dreams last night but can't remember anything about them now.
I'm tired of telling the ICON story and I don't know how interesting it was anyway so I'll leave it be for now.
Wait let me retract that for a sec. I did acquire a copy of Hilbilly monster and get my program book signed by the director or someone like that. For those of you who don't know, and I'm guessing thats all of you, Hillbilly monster is possible the worst movie ever made. I know what you're thinking, no, it couldn't be, worse than "I-robot", worse than "Bridget Jones, the edge of reason", worse than "I'm gonna get you sucker". Oh yes, it is and then some. It is a marvel of filmmaking stupidity and this is comming from some one who loves bad films and will some day make his own. Simply put its so bad its just undescribable. Saying that I do invite any and all to stop by and have a watch with me, though if you can some how coordinate I'd appreciate it because I don't know how many times I can sit through this film.
Its just excitement beyond beleif.

In the world of science we're western blotting again, fun fun fun. Oh and yesterday I find out that the guy I was planing on spending the next few years with eithor dosen't have a slot for me, or wants some one else, or maybe just dosen't like me. Who knows. And I find this out from another professer not even the guy himself. This is frustraiting beyone beleif. Now I need to find someone new to work with which is a big pain in the ass.
Ugh.

Finally got a decent night's rest. Went home last night. BZ and I were going to do a bit of a BBQ, but by the time we had rounded up all the stuff dinner wouldn't have been ready until 8ish. Its funny how time flies like that.

So stories from the weekend:
We took off friday around 2 ish and made the 2:30 ferry. After an hour twenty and two games of magic we were on the island. An hour or so of annoying driving and we found our way to stonybrook.
We had dinner at John Harvards, their nut brown ale is really good as is the buffalo chicken sandwich. Got checked into the hotel and rolled into the convention. The weekend started as they often do in the dealer's room. Me and Bz both got a set of metal dice. It seems every year I move up in the die world. My first ICON I got a cup of dice. At my second I got 3 cups. My third got me 2 sets and a picked cup. This year I got a set of small brass. BZ picked a set of large copper. Both are really neat, but we'll have to see how well they roll.
AQfter much time in the dealer's room we hit a few venues. "Science of science fiction, which comes first" and "Mostly harmless tech." The science or scifi one was decent. They had a good pannel of real scientisis and scifi writers and the discussion was lively. The mostly harmless tech had a crappy pannel where the law professor did most of the talking and for the most part just went off on long tangents of annoyances of his with corporations, mostly the recording industry.
That about raped it up for night one. A Quick hop back to the dealer's room left me 160$ poorer but three master maze sets richer. We also got Tony's autograph (I'm sorry I forgot about you Jess, I should have asked who wants something but the week before hand was nuts.)
We also spoke to some writer of E-books for a bit and got two free chapters of two of his books, J you'll have to take a gander at them. They are almost undescribable. Once again I am given hope that some day I could be a writer.

Day two started off slow. Got up late after a night of horrible dreams. I don't remember all of it but it had something to do with fighting zombies. I remember staying behind to hold them off while BZ and the rest of the crew we were with escaped.
Got some breakfast quick and ended up going back to bed, where I had dreams that some demon man was fighting me. There was a lot of bad energy at the hotel. Spent the rest of the day very groggy and mostly out of it.
We finally rolled into the con around 11:30 ish just in time to catch the last half of peter mahew speaking. Man that guy is huge. He had some interesting stories to tell from back in the days of the orgional starwars but his accent was real thick and was kind of hard to uinderstand.
Jewel came on next. She is just as cute and chipper in real life as she is in the show. She gave out a few bits of serenity, but no real spoilers which was good. I'm super psyched to see it now and I have even more respect for Joss Whedon. The man is moving up into the category of Sam Rami for me.
After hearing her speak it was back to the dealer room for a bit and then up to the line for Jewel's autograph. After an excedingly long wait, we both got a personalized signed portrait and a photo of us with her so it was quite worth it.
Then it was back to the auditorium to see Rockne O'bannon, farscape creator, speak. He was good and I hadn't realized how much work he had done before farscape. Apparently Brian Henson is trying to rally people for a FS film which would be awesome. We skiped out of the end of his talk to get a seat for "Snakes inside me" which was sort of a round table discussion with Tony, Cruz, and some other guy. All three were hilarious and had a lot of good stories about their characters and acting in general.

Off to do some work will be back later with the rest of the story.

I got back from ICON last night. IT was possible the best I've been to in a few years. We saw, Jewel Staite, Kaylee from firefly, Peter Mahew, Chewbacca, and Tony Am...something, master Braytek form stargate. All spoke well and had interesting things to say. The pannels were just soso like last year. For next year I may have to sign up to sit in on some of the pannels.
For those who want to see I did take a lot of pics, unfortunatly I didn't use the flash for most so almost all of them are kind of fuzzy. It really pisses me off because they look fine in the little view screen then when you put them on the computer they look all messed up. I'll try to put them up sometime today.

Right now I'm beat. I have other stuff to say and some dreams to post but right now I need to read an article or two and find my brain.

Sleep is not that important. I find a good rage usually evens out with loss of sleep.
I was able to go home early last night and took a nap, as always, big mistake. So the nap was about 20-40 min and it ends up keeping me awake until somewhere between 12 and 1am. Nice trade off.

Today I'm finishing a western which seems to be coinciding with class. Stupid class. If I didn't have to present this figure from a paper I'd probably just skip it. Oh and this figure I have to present is total crap. Let me see if I can explain it:
The first two parts are western blots.
A western blot: you take some cells and smash them up into a goey paste, this is full of all different kinds of proteins. One of these proteins is the important one you want.
You then run this paste on an SDS page gel (remember again a gel is sort of a jello jiggler looking thing squished between two glass plates), which seperates the proteins by their size.
Next you take one of the glass plates off and stick a membrane to the gel, (membrane is a scientific word for expensive paper)
You pass an electric current through the gel, which moves the proteins out of it and into the membrane.
You then go through a long amount of solution changes, ect, which results in antibodies which are specific for the protein you want sticking to it. Think of antibodies as one of those golf bal picking up devices and proteins as golf balls, basebals, basketbals, and rubix cube. the golf ball picker-uper should only pick up the golf balls and not be able to pick up any of the others.
Now if you have a bad antibody (nonspecific) it would be like hafing a base ball glove in the same senerio. The base ball gove could pick up the golf ball, basebal, and rubix cube.

Ugh this is taking too long.

The paper sucks, it dosen't have good controls, their antibody cross reacts with some other proteins and their methods seem crappy.

I'm very anoyed.

I meed to get down what I can today before I pass out.
Last night a college friend stopped by for dinner. We hit it out to the california pizza kitchen for some tasty food, I highly recomend the sicillian pizza. We chatted for a long time, mostly about her "man troubles".
After dinner we went back to my appartment and I invited her to spend the night as its a long drive back to LI. So there went my night of god sleep excercise and a lot of other stuff.
We watched "mean girls". That film just seems to get better and better. It ended at 11ish which in its self would have been bad. We went to bed after that and I ended up spending the next few hours explaining to her the ins and outs of sex.

Now before anyone gets their panties in a bunch, we're talking actual explaining, in words with some hand gestures because there are some things you just need to demonstrait (in model form). Now don't me wrong there isn't much I like more than talking about sex, dating, different moves, and analyzing people's motives for their actions, but for criney's sake it was bloody 2 in the morning by the time we were done. The only times I should be up that late should be for actual sex or late night scifi giant monster movie marathons.

So needless to say today I'm running on drugs, both conventional and controlled substances. Anything I say or do should not be held against me, especially if it has to do with dropping experimental things which are worth a lot of money and time.

Damn I had two dreams again. The first was a continuation of the "radio station" dream from last night, but I was worng it wasn't a radio station and there was something important about it but I can't remember now.
The second dream, I was out with my college friend and for some reason we were in NYC or some place like that. There was a lot of prestuff that went on, which again I don't remeber but we ended up meeting up with some TV type stars. The guy who playe3d richard fish on ally mcbeal was there and some other shorter dark haired guy. There were two chicks as well, a blonde and a redhead who looked something like deborah messing "grace"(will and grace), except she had a much nicer behind and was wearing some sort of slinky very short cut dress, very hot. The 6 of us went into some sort of high class pay by the hour sort of hotel for obvious purposes. It was very exciting just knowing where this dream was going to go, then the blasted alarm went off just as we were walking down the hall, so once again no subconcusious nookie. Jeaze.

Tuesday is a much easier day to deal with.
I was able to whip up a totally crappy outline for the cell bio paper, which I didn't fully realize how crapy it was until I saw the other ones getting turned in. For reference, mine was one page of single words of titles to my sections. The others I saw were all 2-3 pages, some with title pages and detailed descriptions of what they would be doing. Also I didn't realize they may or may not want this in some sort of grant format which looked like what most people were doing. Would have been nice if they had explained the assignment better. But who cares. I don't think we're being graded on the outline.

In better news we got our cell bio tests back. I got a 76 on this one. Average again was a 75 so I'm moving up in the world. My 74 on the first and 76 on the second put me dead center in the class. Which is good enough for me, but it would have been nice to have a littlemore room to work in. Just means I'll have to pull my shit together for the paper.

I had two dreams last night. In the first BZ had come up to get me for some con or some other trip. My friend Jess had also come up from Philly. It was nice to see her, but we didn't get to visit long as BZ and I had to bail.
Pretty lame dream over all. If I'm going to dream about hot chicks I might as well be getting busy with all of them.
The second dream was about working at a radio station or something like that and having idiots workig the controls.

All in all two dissappointing dreams:(

Its monday and if that wasn't bad enough its the first real day of day light savings time and if that wasn't bad enough I'm still sick.
But through all that I've managed to survive today for the most part so far. I still need to write up an outline for cell bio but that shouldn't be too bad. I am kind of scared to go back to my appartment tonight. I haven't been there in over a week and I'm not sure what state it was left in. Knowing me not a good one.

No real words of wisdom for today, still trying to keep my head on straight. Some day soon when I'm lucid again I'll rewrite those words of wisdom from the screwy days.

Oh also its april fools day.
This is one of the stupidest holidays ever thought up.
One of two things always happens.
You eithor spend all day trying to think up some thing funny to do or you spend all day being annoyed by other people's "Funny" ideas.

You want something funny to do? Try drinking paint thinner. Trust me it would be hysterical.

Feeling worse today, so I'm not going to attempt any sort of long and indepth rant. After yesterday's debachle I think I should give it a rest for a bit, or at least until I'm feeling coherent. Been having all sorts of crazy dreams that I'm not remembering much of. Last night it was something about down loading porn at work, then having it auto play and not being able to turn the sound off or close the program because my computer froze up. Stupid dream.

Once again I'm rerunning my western with changes to the lysing procedure so cross your fingers and hope for the best. Thats about it for now.