Dreams and rich people

I have switched servers, If you had noticed. I was just sick of making entries at a place called diaryland. It made it seem sort of childish. Diaries are filled with 5th grade secrets about boys you love and bitchy comments about your friends and teachers. I had to grow up and do the blog thing. Besides I can fill my Blog with pics, and you actually had to pay to do that on Diaryland. Silly Shit. OO I have come up with a cool idea for a book pertaining to dreams. We spend a bit less than half of our life sleeping, so these dream worlds can be considered another life of ours in a way. The idea is a man in the book prefers his dream life to his solid reality. He has relationships, friends, a home, and interests all within his dream world, which he has perfected the ability of controlling to the point where the same people reappear to him everytime he falls asleep. The reality of his life on earth is mediocre at best. He certainly has more meaningful relationships in his dream. He has to find a balance, or maintenance between these 2 worlds. One will merely be for sustenence; where he goes to work, eats food, etc. The other will be his pleasure, the reason he pushes on. I haven't really began developing any sorts of character traits or anything, or where the plot will go for that matter, but I think it is definitely an idea that would keep my imagination active for hours, days, months, whatever it takes for some sort of completion. Yes, a sprinkle of comedy, a spash of tragedy, oodles of the zany! Woohoo! I hope something in my life goes somewhere. I always get these ideas and they are never anything more than that. Fucking Slack Ass ways, You really screw me sometimes!!
AHHH I almost forgot! Yesterday I watched this wierd show on MTv where they follow around rich kids who are planning their sweet 16, even though you would think these rich fucks were planning the fucking Inauguration Ball. We need to rise up against this obsession with rich people's lives. So much of Tv and magazines waste energy on doting on the obscenely wealthy. Oh dear television, at one point I am sure that you were a meaningful and helpful addition to society, bringing us our news from prestigious unbiased reporters. You dearly tried, didn't you! But then the dollar signs came your way, and you whored yourself out for that reality tv fatcash, didn't ya?? What happened to the days when televisions shows were written anyway? At least then it was like you were watching a play instead of watching a bunch of untalented freaks hump and have emotional breakdowns. I think I will make a petition Online against this. She will say "To those television stations to which the following applies: Please for the love of God stop thinking the middle class wants to watch shows about millionaires and their "problems". All you are doing is glorifying the disgusting consumerism that these cows take part in. I don't need to live vicariously through them, and I don't think anybody else really wants to." Of course there will be more. I'll put the link up next time! Sign it:) lata