... the dream you mean?
sure i'll tell you about the dream
so i'm standing there, doing laundry,
in a laundry the laundry place?
uhuh
ok. go on
and i'm folding my clothes, actually they're not my clothes,
they belong to somebody else, but i'm folding, and i start getting
to the bottom of the basket, as i reach down for my last pair of socks
i look up and there's this guy with glasses, and he has this bloody
red ball of mass in his hands
uhuh
well i wipe my nose with my arm, and would you believe this,
the fucker is holding a piece of my brain
what the?
yup.
anyway, he has this big cup, with a bunch of sharpened pencils in it.
and he's stabbing your brain?
no exactly stabbing, he's breaking off the tips of the pencils into it
can you feel it?
not really, but every time he breaks off a tip my thumb twitches and
the screen flickers
you're nuts.
not me, the dream is nuts.
so what do you think it means?
i think maybe it means that i should start using pencils and stay away from pens
that doesn't make any sense
who's the one talking sense here?
what do you think.
i think you should stop projecting
i'm not projecting, you're projecting
would the two of you shut up i'm trying to figure something out here
.....
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
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