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You know, Nyquil gives me odd dreams ....
First part of the dream, I get shot in the head with a .22, I bleed everywhere, the slug on my skull feels kinda neat to the touch ... ... as I'm recovering, my doc says to get exercise, so my (now dead) friend says to fuck a dog ... we're in the hotel room, and he produces a dog; I point out it's male ... next, there's a sign saying "try your luck, if your key fits you pay half price for", and it says nothing else ... I try the key, there's this girl giving a guy head on a sofa ... it also opened my wall, I say hi, she maybe finishes him, comes over and somehow we work in that they are foreign, she's Norwegian ... I try speaking Norwegian to her, she wants to keep English ... 12 kids run down the stairs ... dude must have cooked pretty quick, breakfast is on the table ... I'm now outside ... It's snowing and all frozen over now as I'm now talking to Brooke outside; there's ice on her rear windshield, mine's broken out, I think ... I'm still in Florida
So I had this dream last night...and no I wasn't on anything....
So Foe was dating Hayley....and she and I got on really well, but he expected me to clean up his and her place. And there were all these camp chairs everywhere that I had to bag up for them. It kinda irritated me to be honest. And then suddenly I was at this van and there were people from work in it, and they pulled off all this nasty trash in this van and somehow the entire interior of the van was covered in this disgusting refuse mess. It was all slimey and gross. And I was expected to help clean that too. And then Gunther's "Tra la la" song woke me up. ugh.....
"Lusive" wrote ... So I had this dream last night...and no I wasn't on anything....
So Foe was dating Hayley....and she and I got on really well, but he expected me to clean up his and her place. And there were all these camp chairs everywhere that I had to bag up for them. It kinda irritated me to be honest. And then suddenly I was at this van and there were people from work in it, and they pulled off all this nasty trash in this van and somehow the entire interior of the van was covered in this disgusting refuse mess. It was all slimey and gross. And I was expected to help clean that too. And then Gunther's "Tra la la" song woke me up. ugh.....
How did I miss this.
Thats two people on this board dreaming about me now. I like it!
Oh my gosh, I had the strangest dream last night (When I got to sleep )about being bombed. It was so scary! Theses bombs from the sky were trying to follow me. I had my new mobile phone and Mark (from college) kept phoning me crying asking me if I had seen his brother because they had been bombed there too. He doesn't have a brother IRL....and I wasn't by myself I was with a male friend from college.
You couldn't see the planes flying over it was just these bombs coming from the sky and following me, I spent most of my dream running and I feel so tired this morning.
)about being bombed. It was so scary! Theses bombs from the sky were trying to follow me. I had my new mobile phone and Mark (from college) kept phoning me crying asking me if I had seen his brother because they had been bombed there too. He doesn't have a brother IRL....and I wasn't by myself I was with a male friend from college.