unconscious mutterings 341
Monday, August 10, 2009
I'm thankful that I don't remember my dreams, because I went to sleep thinking about little cross-stitch toy soldiers last night... who knows what the little buggers would have gotten up to in my subconscious...
As it was I woke up at 3am having pinched or pulled or otherwise tweaked something in my neck... and that's still a problem as we speak... not so good...
And that was followed by an incredibly dull day at work...
Unconscious Mutterings...
- Death :: Emo (I blame the book I'm reading)
- Identified :: Remains
- Saturday :: Something on
- Dumped :: Relationship
- Division :: One Prize Winner
- Stilted :: Conversation
- Crimes :: And Misdemeanours
- Stumped :: Puzzled
- Future :: Imperfect
- Team :: Titans
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