Normally I hate when people talk about their dreams, but this is my blog and you can all eat my butt.
So last night I dreamed that I was trying to walk through a room that was full of people standing in very straight rows. They were all wearing gorilla masks with big pointy ears and each one was holding a big shiny butcher’s knife. Some of the people in the masks were my friends, and the others were trying to kill me. I couldn’t tell who was who, and as I walked past, the ‘bad’ gorillas would lunge at me with their knives. I woke up trying to run from the bed. Poor Rob.
Anyway, kind of telling, don’t you think? Maybe it’s time to do something about the parasitic people in my life that disguise themselves as friends.
Whoa. So emo. Where’s my Livejournal? Geez.
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Do we really have to eat your butt?
I like narrowing down the fake-friends... less to deal with.
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