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May 15, 2009 10:38

I can't get my head out of my dreams from last night. I have lots of random images and sayings from them floating around in my head.

"Oh no! The magma's nearly at the fabric softener, get the monkeys behind the blast doors" the fact that there were no monkeys, we were in a field and seconds before there had been no blast doors was irrelvant. In fact I'd quite like the whole freaky scenario to fade away but I keep getting random panics about the magma hitting us. This means one of three things: 1) I'm still dremaing, in which case i'd like to complain to the management about such a tedious post magma section of dreaming (who dreams of scanning pension files FFS?), 2) my painkillers are affecting my thought patterns or 3) it's actual a sign of the end of armageddon. If the world ends in Fiery!Monkey!Fabric Softener!Blast door! Apocalyptic madness then you heard it here first folks!

There was also a bit with tropical fish in a cardboard box that I had to keep moving a they'd die if the water level stayed constant, eating lime pickle marmalade on toast and the fact that people became naked if you glanced away and then back at them. I don't think any of those are harbingers of doom though, they seem more like the result of the cabbage I had for dinner.
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