Sunday May 15, 2005

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The highlights of my rollercoaster weekend, in mostly chronological order:

I got trashed.

I was snotty.

I ate a vowel.

I gave lots of back rubs.

I loved the world.

I made out with a guy who I've wanted to make out with for about 4 years.

I was happy.

I was burnt.

I spent 2.5 hours on a Trailways bus.

I saw an INCREDIBLE production of one of my favorite plays.

I got to chillax with my best friend of all time.

I spent 2.5 more hours on a Trailways bus.

I hung out with the one person I've ever been in love with; he was cold, and he made me feel very very small.

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What do you dream about?
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noir:
SCORPIO (Oct. 23-Nov. 21): Here's your dream dictionary for the coming week. If you have a dream of walking through the mist at dawn and coming upon flamingos nesting in a rusty red 1959 Cadillac convertible in a junkyard, it means you should expand your ideas about where you might find beauty. A dream of baking a birthday cake for Buddha in the kitchen of a ship passing through the Panama Canal means you're primed to upgrade your skill at expressing generosity. A dream of finding traces of marijuana in a seventeenth-century pipe found in the house where William Shakespeare lived means you should rethink your ideas about where your best inspiration comes from. A dream of a driver who doesn't use his turn signal means you shouldn't follow anyone too closely. (P.S. Even if you don't have the dreams I described, you should still heed the counsel they provide.)
elizagirl:
Sometimes I dream about the end of the world. Sometimes I dream about truly perverted sex acts. And sometimes--and this is the truly sick, offensive and depraved part---I dream I'm at work. Can anything be worse than waking up from a dream of work, and having to go to work?

Cheese grater sodomy, maybe.

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