I had my first Board dream two nights ago. That was kind of exciting. *ahem* was sitting in front of me in church or something, and Uffish was sitting next to me. I think someone was trying to figure out who I was, like a spy, and I can't remember how I felt about that. This post would have been longer if I'd written it yesterday when I remembered more from this dream.
I didn't say it was an interesting story.
The end.
"You just needed some time to clear your mind. And you seem to have done that."--Flight of the Conchords, Jenny
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And then you had a Board dream.
Perhaps there need to be more things happening in your life. Like events.
Like what, flippin? Like what?
You know full well I'm never home at night...
Did they think you were Walt Whitman or Rosenberg?
OH, wait, flippin. I just figured it out. You were offering....
Rosenberg, actually. Julius Rosenberg.
But you can call me Benedict.
(and sorry for all those deleted comment-replies. dang editing.)
I am amused.
Good:D
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