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Unconscious Mutterings

May 28, 2007

Unconscious Mutterings

  1. Dancer :: tiny

  2. Intellectual :: property

  3. Direct :: mail

  4. Tolerate :: grumble

  5. Post :: office

  6. Instinctive :: natural

  7. Brink :: edge

  8. Regain :: up

  9. Repulsed :: disgusted

  10. Distressed :: frantic

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Happy Birthday, Brykie!

May 19, 2007

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Time for the Quickie Lube

May 17, 2007

This weekend, I need to go to the Quickie Lube. I know because my windshield washer fluid is out. I guess I might as well get my oil changed while I'm there, too. heh

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Unconscious Mutterings

May 13, 2007

Unconscious Mutterings

  1. Film :: movie

  2. Dragon :: fantasy

  3. Hunger :: starvation

  4. Plucked :: eyebrows

  5. Dissolving :: relationship

  6. Executive :: decision

  7. Ridiculous:: crazy

  8. Mist :: Mountains of

  9. Minority :: report

  10. Map :: directions

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Dream Journal - A Big Bomb

May 5, 2007

I was with a group of people � maybe at a research facility. I was outside, and they were in the building. I saw a plane fly very low. A giant bomb slid out the back and began to move slowly along the ground. It was cylindar shaped with a round nose and wings on the back. I knew it was nuclear. It kept sliding along the ground. I didn�t feel like I should run and tell anyone because I thought it was going to explode any second. I had Lily dog in my arms, and I was bracing for it to blow. It just kept sliding slowly along the ground.

After it hadn�t exploded for a minute, I decided to walk back to where the other people were. The bomb was zig-zagging a bit on its slide along the ground, and as I moved toward the building, it started moving toward the spot where I had been standing. It slid out of sight.

I found the people. They were in a room open to the outside sitting at a picnic table. I asked them if they knew about the bomb. No. I think I was the only one who knew. I took one or more outside to show them, but all we could see was the zig-zagging trail the bomb left behind. The trail ended in a stream of water, and we assumed it was in the water.

I asked someone, �Do you think they dropped it here because we�re here?� The person said, �Yes.�

I still had Lily in my arms.

I think we got in our cars at that point. I think I went to an apartment to wait for the bomb to blow up. It never blew up during the dream. I kept thinking about what it would feel like, though. If I would hear the explosion. If I would feel a heat wave. If I would feel pain. Or if I would just die instantly.

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