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| Plimsole | [no subject] | Fri 26th Oct 2001, 10:42 link |
| My dreams are getting weirder, this worries me as normally they aren't too bad. Last night I was a 40 year old mother of teenage boys, but in a film, with no discernable 'A' list actor playing their father, y'know John Cusack would've been good, but my subconcious failed to deliver (I probably got Dan Ackroyd, but I can't remember-it wouldn't be the first time, but that's another story). I reckon tonight I'll probably be a Ninja Turtle or something, or Splinter....I'll have to wait and see. I suppose it's better than dreaming about escaping a murderer, so I can't really complain, the easy answer is to stop eating cheese. May the force be with Spork and her job decision-making...and her forgetfulness. Maybe I can convince her that she owes me loads of cash, saying that she's forgotten, but no, that would be e-e-v-i-l, hehohahehohahahahaaaaaaa! | ||
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