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anotheranon ([personal profile] anotheranon) wrote2008-05-07 08:44 am
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dust or magic

I had a dream that I went boating with friends.

Not my first dream about boating with friends (which is weird in itself because I've never boated with friends, not even a little bit) but definitely the first where the speedboats had no propellers, but were harnessed to little (comparatively) Loch Ness Monster-things that we dug out of the mud (think Uruk Hai). Friendly like slippery puppies the size of Volkswagen bugs.

I thought this was so cool and fun that I was determined to impress a girl I had my eye on by taking her out on a boat ride with a mini-LNM. Alas, when we got to the dock, it was winter and deserted. Even the lakeside cottage was depressing, painted a sad avocado green on the inside, with dust in the sink and bare cupboards.

Analyze all you like - frankly I think this one is random neurons firing...

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