Office Work, Part Deux: Professional Mayhen

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Which I appreciate. I wrote you a little song and everything in my reply.

I just didn't want you to direct your laser vision at me so I didn't say anything.

Fraidy cat.
 
No charcoal...suppose i should keep some around. i laid down for a bit but still feelin woozy...kids are bein total terrors...it's all fun and games till someone gets hurt.

and dac...not really for quite some time...but back in the day...
 
I was having a dream I was tryin to swat a spider with a broom but it was fast and crawlin up the broom...it was a tarantula. Then I think I got it out of the house but then a huge moth was on the wall so then i went and got fishing nets and all the kids butterfly nets and we were all trying to catch it.

We were in the old house and my sisters and neices and nephews...were there. What's this mean?

Dream interpretatations and suggestions, now:
 
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What kind of story? a made up one or a real one?


Once upon a time there was a g who went to a grateful dead concert with a guy friend who's roommate talked himself into coming along as well. G saw lots of things...she saw cops and got afraid but Everette guided her along....g saw cops confiscating laughing gas at the hotel but g only wanted a drink of water and to not be near the cops....g brought markers and paper and colored after the show...at the show g's friends bought her a dangly beady anklet with bells on it so they knew where g was...and they bought me a t-shirt and a jerry garcia cabbage patch doll. They spoiled g. G had fun. G was jumping on the bed and g's friend pounced on her but g said no and colored instead. coloring is much more fun and psychodelic. g slept in the car the first night and met, Mountain Frog who had a kitten riding on his shoulder. That morning he offered g some plums and they were reaaally good plums. And he played his harmonica and g sang bobby magee. g had a couple of days of what Jerry Garcia said...a long strange trip it's been and g survived. now g fears for her children to not follow in g's footsteps.


Once upond a time there was a peice of licorice and it was long and stringy and g ate it....but then it came to life and started to twist around her hand and choke the blood from her fingers, so she chewed on it more but it was too chewy and g was getting scared so she sat on it and farted. The licorice went limp and g did not want to eat it anymore.
 
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