pixiepearl

I just woke up from another vivid dream (no not the SG, I wish)... I was at this tiny little bar where I heard Bjork was going to have an impromtu concert. I paid 10 dollars to get in. Some girl opened up for her and was so lousy that everyone in the bar started ordering whiskey. I kept checking my pockets to see how much I had....it was always only 8 dollars, but when I reached in deeper I'd find little crumpled bills, always hoping they were 10's only to be disappointed that they were singles. The bartender kept offering me drinks, but I kept drinking water insisting to watch Bjork sober.


what the hell?