Monday, 31 January 2005

wierderama

Last night I dreamt that I was in bed with R.



However, that wasn't the wierd thing.



The wierd thing was that I got up half way through and went in to the kitchen to get a drink of water. Out of the window, sitting on the lawn againt the fence separating the garden from the forest was an enormous black bear with a cub; a moose; and a Przewalski's horse.



The mother bear roared at me and I went back in to the bedroom and got back in to bed.



Then R's head came off, flew spinning across the room and lots of capital-letter 'R's' poured out of the hole in his neck.



That was the wierd thing.

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