What Goes On

A random bunch of goings-on from a bored (possibly sleep-deprived) hippie-Neopagan-Goddess-worshipping-loony.

Monday, August 14, 2006

I don't remember much about last night's dreams, except I was in the old ghetto trailer park we lived in when I was in sixth and seventh grade. And I kept wandering around through the sand (the grass never grew all that great there) alone until some blond guy came following me. Nyaa! I wanted to see the Guy with the Big Nose and the Dark-Haired Surfer Guy again. Come back, Nosey and Surfer Guy! *makes grabby hands*

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