...............Ok. Uhm... Sure.
May. 16th, 2003 12:54 pmI created something, in my dream, last night. I litterally thought, stopped, realised that it was a dream, and Created an Exit, in the form of a Motorcycle. I got on the Motorcycle, and woke up, panting, and thiking i was going to Die. (Carmina Burana - [Fortune Plango Vulnera]). Went back to sleep. Dreamed things about the Flinstones, and Huckleberry Hound, as done by Jhonen Vasquez, and Someone Else. Then it started to go into an episode of Daria, which is when i woke up. There was other stuff, in there, but it was basically along the lines of That...
Voltaire - [When You're Evil]--- I'm thinking about levels of shit, still... going to go back to talking about it... Later
Voltaire - [When You're Evil]--- I'm thinking about levels of shit, still... going to go back to talking about it... Later
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Date: 2003-05-17 06:47 pm (UTC)