An Indian Link? You're a weird looking lady.
And Blur just keeps going
through my head. I shouldn't have drank so much water, cause I need to pee
and I have a very long meeting coming up shortly. Yes, another dream diary.
A very weird one where I was brushing my teeth while looking in the mirror.
Haha, having just looked up the meaning on google, I can say that I'm very
surprised. Then as a follow on from that, I was in my bedroom, which happened
to be outside and I was arranging some very nice shirts and suits into
a drawer underneath my bed when I noticed people coming for me. For some
reason this freaked me out and I hid under my bed (outside) under blankets.
I was then discovered and two asian women proceeded to attack me with massive
swords. That's when I found out I also had a sword and was able to swiftly
defend myself. But what weirdness!
I remember the good ol' uni days. I
was unhappy, but I was not wanting for money, because I rarely ever went out
and did anything. I have cash now and I can stop and do something, but what
would I do? Spend money? Therefore is everything predicated on having money
to do the things you want to do? Is that really freedom? What a
pointless exercise. Richard Ashcroft, you were right, you're a slave to
money then you die.
Joaquin out.
Wednesday, August 01, 2012
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