Alright. This was the longest week ever. I worked for four days. MAN AND I THOUGHT IT WAS TOUGH?! I am a pussy. =(

So what I really want to write about its this:

I had a crazy dream during my nap.

I saw this movie

It was amazing.

It was about The Kraken!

A cruise ship was sailing out to sea,

when all of a sudden they encounter this octopus monster!

It had tentacles that would rip the faces off its victims

and nothing was going to stop this beat from ripping the ship in half,

let alone crushing the heads of the passengers into a blood pulp,

as if Arnold Swarsinagier were to squish a tomato in his hands,

the Kraken would crush 8 skulls with its bone-breaking arms.

All was in chaos and anarchy on the ship

"Who will save us?!"

Then came a man in a suit.

This wasn't just any man,

with any old suit.

He had on a white suit,

that glimmered against the crashing waves of the unforgiving sea.

This man was unknown.

He was not a passenger

nor a crew member.

But none was the wiser to noticed his presence during a life and death situation like this.

To be attacked by a mythical creature of the sea is popsterious!

The man casually equipped blue gloves, ones designed for extra gripping power.

And pulled unbuttoned his white coat jacket

to reveal a blade.

Not just any blade.

A red left handed box-cutter.

Yes, with only a box-cutter at hand.

He dived head first into the mouth of the Kraken,

into the darkness which dwells in the bottomless depths of the sea.

To say the lives of many.

Or just to bring some excitement to his life.

One this is for sure.

The ship did make it back to port.

Right on schedule to be exact.

but no one did know what happened to this man.

Some say the Kraken swallowed him whole, and that he was enough to fill his hunger.

Yet others asked,

"Who are you talking about? I was ducking for cover trying not to get my head squished like a tomato!"

No one really knows the true story of this.

For it was only a dream.