23 February 2010
with a bullet
I had a dream last night that I was shot in the chest. I spent the rest of the dream-evening trying to get myself to an emergency room, but first had to deal with, I believe, some very serious party planning. I woke up before reaching a hospital, seeing the party come to fruition, or bleeding out.
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3 comments:
good god! how does one plan a party with a gaping hole in the chest? maybe you could be a ghost writer for david lynch.
If its not a party to die for, why go?
Hopefully, you can resist the urge to become a fulltime party planner..
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