My slumber was filled with bad dreams last night. Nothing that I can pin down. My head is filled with fleeting images of being really sick at a Marketing meeting; being ignored at a bar; something to do with grocery shopping in the winter — just random things. But I remember waking up and thinking “man that’s so sad.” And so far, the whole day has been tainted with this melancholy funk from my subconcious. Nothing has managed to shake it from me, and now I really just want to go crawl into a hole and stay there until the mood passes.
So if you got any sure-fire “cheer you ups” pass them along. Because I could sure as hell use a smile today.
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I had a sex dream about Randy Johnson. I was grossed out even in my dream.
dare i say, perhaps this? http://www.tinydeadbunny.com/2006/05/18/job-interview-questions/