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weaktwosLast night was quite an adventure in dreamland. I ended up crawling through various secret passageways in old town Sacramento, climbing down stairs reduced to rubble, and ended up riding the top of a bus for a bit, but swinging off into a pool of water because I wasn't about to ride around on the top of the bus until the next station. Also, one of the caverns dumped me out into some old, classy hotel lobby where everyone was waist-deep in water.
Throughout all this, I ended up running into ex-boyfriends. I remember being fundamentally annoyed at their presence. I was boggling at what I fell for them in the first place. What a rip off of a dream.
So this is what happens when you have a glass of Laphroaig Scotch on the rocks too close to bedtime. That smokey little bastard of a beverage gives one odd dreams!
Throughout all this, I ended up running into ex-boyfriends. I remember being fundamentally annoyed at their presence. I was boggling at what I fell for them in the first place. What a rip off of a dream.
So this is what happens when you have a glass of Laphroaig Scotch on the rocks too close to bedtime. That smokey little bastard of a beverage gives one odd dreams!
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Date: 2005-01-04 06:37 pm (UTC)I did in like 2000 - I was at an amusement park and apparently stoned during my dream though. It was very odd ...
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Date: 2005-01-05 02:22 am (UTC)Just ate the rizotto(?) and it was delicious. Thanks for thinking of me.