I had this really weird dream after being woken up by someone hammering next door and then going back to sleep this morning.
I so wanted to write it down, but the only bit I can remember are the last bits where we (as in the 4 of us... whoever the hell that is) were leaving with large bags full of money, I have no idea what happened to the villain now, and the last thing I remember was a little girl who was licking her ice cream and kept dropping it and picking it up and having another lick and then dropping it again. Kinda weird, kinda gross.
So I have to go back to work this afternoon, which is something I am basically not looking forward to at all. But I spose, thats life, to live in the place I live and do the things I do, I needa have money, and this is the best way I can get it.
Oh well, I spose I should get going.
Laters
6:08 PM
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