woah.
hey i got laid off! well not really. my boss was planning to hire me full time but he's way too busy to train me...he even appologised profusely and i get some severance. its all good cos i didn't wanna work there much longer anyway. so no pity, please.
i had a dream that Cuba had this giant embassy/compound in a rich suburban new jersey town. it caught fire. i heard on the news that castro was killed by the fire. i saw rev al sharpton on the escalator and said, "brother reverand al! castro was killed!" and at that he got shocked and said "thanks for telling me, my brother" i was running around the compound looking in windows and i saw osama. i ran to find a cop and i found one, only he was a giant map (?!) and i whispered in his ear "get a sharpshooter! osama bin laden is in the cuban compound! i know its him!" i really had to wee so i woke up and went to the loo.
more updates to come.
very truly yours,
twelf
hey i got laid off! well not really. my boss was planning to hire me full time but he's way too busy to train me...he even appologised profusely and i get some severance. its all good cos i didn't wanna work there much longer anyway. so no pity, please.
i had a dream that Cuba had this giant embassy/compound in a rich suburban new jersey town. it caught fire. i heard on the news that castro was killed by the fire. i saw rev al sharpton on the escalator and said, "brother reverand al! castro was killed!" and at that he got shocked and said "thanks for telling me, my brother" i was running around the compound looking in windows and i saw osama. i ran to find a cop and i found one, only he was a giant map (?!) and i whispered in his ear "get a sharpshooter! osama bin laden is in the cuban compound! i know its him!" i really had to wee so i woke up and went to the loo.
more updates to come.
very truly yours,
twelf
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penelopelee:
get away you melty! [that's my new thing i like to say to people.] i can't remember my dream. okay... i remember parts of it. um, i did a lot of cocaine with about 4 other friends and made out with my friend brian williams. i think i gave cocaine to a parrot. i think, thereafter, it bit me a lot. we all swam around in a kiddie pool in the backyard, and then we played a giant elaborate card game on the lawn in complete silence with these two gay guys that lived next door. during this game, i quoted an eminem song, and this fuckin bitch that i went to high school with was like 'ew. eminen is sooo ghey.' and in response, i told her that everyone in europe loves eminem, especially the boys in france. something really interesting happened after that but i can't remember what it was. hmph.
penelopelee:
ps. in real life, i HATE cocaine. with a passion. maybe that's why the parrot bit me. the parrot was my conscience. ooohhh yeeesss.