I used to hate Norma Jean, but now I hate car accidents.

I awoke from a dream within a dream this morning, a pretty elaborate concept for my subconscious to deal with, and a welcomed change from the usual dream in which I save a group of group young school girls from a notorious pedophile/dragon, only to have myself wrongly incriminated and charged for the heinous crimes of said pedophile/dragon.

In the most deep of my dreams, the one I was dreaming about dreaming, I was driving an Americanized (left hand drive) version of a very familiar car. I had attempted to drive straight, through a round-a-bout, in what was apparently a 'right turn only' lane. Needless to say without Mikey's (he was in the passenger seat) extensive experience with 'hand brakies' we may have had ourselves an accident of monumental proportion. Lucky for us, Mikey had the common sense to pull the hand brake on as I let go of the wheel and took my feet of the peddles and we slid, screeching our way towards a traffic island. One hard hitting *bump* and we'd stopped safe and sound on the island.

The four and a half cars behind us did not get off so lucky. A swift look over my shoulder informed me of an accident of monumental proportions in which we had both successfully caused and escaped unharmed. A little damage to the front axis was cause from the bump, but that did not stop us from nonchalantly driving away.

I desperately hope my subconscious was in no way trying to tell me something... Like perhaps I am too often the passenger (left seat of a car) and should more often be the driver, metaphorically of course. Or perhaps that I am oblivious to the wrong choices that I make, even though I have abundant guidance from familiar sources (eg. road signs that say 'right turn only'). Furthermore, that I may consider myself to have come out unscathed of many things, but have, in fact, managed to leave a trail of gruesome wreckage behind me and without the help and support of my friends I would also be included in the body count of my own wreckage. Perhaps now I am finally waking up from a dream within a dream... metaphorically of course.

But, I'm sure the dream was more about how much 'hand brakies' fuckin' r00l.

Also, fuck yeah!
"Nintendo Australia announces that Nintendo DSi™ – an upgrade to the Nintendo DS® hand held console – will hit shelves in Australia and New Zealand, and you can get your hands on one on 2 April 2009."