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K wrote:
Skids wrote:... I shoved this bloke into the path of a truck and woke up b4 it hit him.
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Glad it really was a dream.
:lol: Yes!

Just on the dream. Was so vivid!

I was walking along a city street and entered this building. Don't know why. There was a huge foyer area, the floor a shiny blue vinyl that was cold on my bare feet.
I walked over to the desk and this middle aged woman asked me if she could help. I said "I don't know why I'm here". As I was finishing my sentence, this absolutely; gorgeous, tall babe, wearing a skin tight see through white blouse, with the most amazing rack, on high beam appears.
"I think you're here to see me" she said, leading me down a long hall way.
We enter this room, it's like an operating theatre, but with only the operating table. A bathroom is through another door. She slowly unbuttons her top and we start kissing... then shit gets weird!
I open my eyes and she's transformed from the hottest babe on the planet, into an ugly old woman, I push her away and retreat to the bathroom, she follows me and has transformed into a vision of loveliness again, but not the same chick. Now she's a short, Latino sort of babe and we start at it again. Yet again, there's another transformation into a different ugly thing and then she just keeps changing into horrible 'things'.
I think, get me the *^%*%^ outa here!

I start to make a fast paced get away through this maze of a building. The freezing cold blue floor still being felt. Every corner I turn, there's someone coming towards me. This is when I start to panic in the dream and want to wake up! I genuinely have that sensation, so strange.

I never break into a run, but there's dozens of people following and watching me as I make my exit from the building. The street was dead at first, not a car or person in sight, then it's a crowded street with traffic everywhere, leading to the push.

Last night I dreamt about cars :?
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That's messed up. :lol:

Maybe check with your dealer if he's getting anything different or cut back before bedtime. :wink: :P
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stui magpie wrote:^

That's messed up. :lol:

Maybe check with your dealer if he's getting anything different or cut back before bedtime. :wink: :P
:lol:

Interesting prognosis.

It was after getting home from 2 weeks of pretty mellow behavior at work. It becomes regimented. My alarm is set for 14 days straight at 0425hr's. On a staggered setting, there's also a 0330hr alarm to go to the gym... or a swim (in summer). 0500hr, packing lunch, 0510hr breakfast, 0530 pre-start -- 1745hr knock off, maybe a swim (summer) or quick jog, wetty for a beer or 4. Washing every 3rd.... bed 1900hr-2145hr at the latest. NO choof. Arrive Per airport 2100hr Thursday night... home by 2200hr.

I did a cashy that (Saturday) morning fixing a copper water supply line that had burst. They handed over some coin and the first beer around 10am. Had 2 Coronas.... took the obligatory 'roadie' for the 3 minute drive home.

Was feeling pretty pumped for the footy at Basso by then!
Had 2 Coopers with Vic across the road before we left home. Jess drove, it was a 2 can trip.
Lotsa friends, yarns and PINTS (hard to guess, maybe 10-12??) at the game.
I think we passed a spliff around when we got home :? very mild bushy stuff, more THC in an old smokers work boot.

Alcohol is the beast. Too much that is.

It took me 2 days to recover from the piss. Drank way too much. 2 less pints and that dream could have been sooo much better :wink:
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