morning yall......
well my weekend was uneventful... but I actually made money on Saturday night for once... theres this mistress.... I dont know what she offers the clients... but noone of us get a job on Saturday night.... we are going to set her up... get one of our friends in with a dictaphone... and see what she says and take it to the boss....
I keep dreaming about this boy from highschool.... he has been popping up in my dreams for the past sort of 8 months andits driving me mental... after about 3 dreams (mind you my dreams are all totally hyper real) I keep wakingup thinking that I have actually seen him... I told a girlfriend from school.. the only person I keep in touch with actually... and she just laughs and tells me I should hook up with him.... so now I keep dreaming that I see him on the street and go 'hey!!! I've been meaning to catch up with you... I keep dreaming about you so I was going to see how you were going' the first few times I dreamt that I thought I had geniuinely bumped into him on the street.... but of course its all been dreams.. I've had him in my dreams about twice a month for the past 8 months.. and its driving me mental.. I want to stop dreaming about him.... so I must track him down and have lunch with him....
so on saturday night I was telling a few girls at work about this... and the crazy futuristic dreams I have (I had this one the other day about a bullet train between sydney and tokyo.. .butI 'll tell you about that later) and teh bitch mistress was looking through the school friends website which I am a member of.... so I log in .. .and check if the boy in question ahs registered.... and ALAS! he has!!!!!! but now I have to pay a $20 membership to get his email address....
I'm so nervous and excited all at the same time... I wonder what keeps prompting me to see him... is it that he represents something?... is it that he has something to tell me? i dont know.... but I should be sending him an email soon... and then hopefully I'll stop dreaming about him.....
well my weekend was uneventful... but I actually made money on Saturday night for once... theres this mistress.... I dont know what she offers the clients... but noone of us get a job on Saturday night.... we are going to set her up... get one of our friends in with a dictaphone... and see what she says and take it to the boss....
I keep dreaming about this boy from highschool.... he has been popping up in my dreams for the past sort of 8 months andits driving me mental... after about 3 dreams (mind you my dreams are all totally hyper real) I keep wakingup thinking that I have actually seen him... I told a girlfriend from school.. the only person I keep in touch with actually... and she just laughs and tells me I should hook up with him.... so now I keep dreaming that I see him on the street and go 'hey!!! I've been meaning to catch up with you... I keep dreaming about you so I was going to see how you were going' the first few times I dreamt that I thought I had geniuinely bumped into him on the street.... but of course its all been dreams.. I've had him in my dreams about twice a month for the past 8 months.. and its driving me mental.. I want to stop dreaming about him.... so I must track him down and have lunch with him....
so on saturday night I was telling a few girls at work about this... and the crazy futuristic dreams I have (I had this one the other day about a bullet train between sydney and tokyo.. .butI 'll tell you about that later) and teh bitch mistress was looking through the school friends website which I am a member of.... so I log in .. .and check if the boy in question ahs registered.... and ALAS! he has!!!!!! but now I have to pay a $20 membership to get his email address....
I'm so nervous and excited all at the same time... I wonder what keeps prompting me to see him... is it that he represents something?... is it that he has something to tell me? i dont know.... but I should be sending him an email soon... and then hopefully I'll stop dreaming about him.....
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i really wanna know.