I was in my room reading manga, Naruto and

I was in my room reading manga, Naruto and than as i was reading i saw that the character was coming out of the book. I was scared. I took out my fake shuriken and target his face

and realized i had bad spelling. Suddenly I had waken up and realized how much of a loser I was for dreaming this dream. I decided to

go into town and buy a suit so I could start applying for real jobs.

That was the last straw. A real job, indeed. Yes. I'd go into town alright, but no stupid 'suit buying' for me. I'd go and 'go to town' on her credit card! My job is as real as any

bullshit she did working in her stratified office building. I worked at a copy shop and the adjoining Starbucks. I pulled out her Visa and pointed at the BMW. I deserved it after

breaking up with her because she drove a SAAB. I did it over my Blackberry and she wiped her tears with Kleenex. I could hear the wadded up snot over my Bluetooth. Oh well, life's

not fair, especially since I ate chinese food before bed. At around 2:30 am, I darted up from my slumber, in mad dash for the crapper. In my haste, I forgot I had left out the

side door, slamming into it head first. "Rats!" he said as he tried to stand up.

But he soon realized he was suffering a stroke and fell limp into a puddle of tangled limbs, moaning incoherent babbles as his world went black with

out any hope to recover. The girl watched with amusement as she picked up his bagged lunch and made her way to the turnstile. "Sleep well, my friend"