I dreamed that a Guei phoned me and I do not know who he was, but got stuck in one of those situations where it is too late to admit you do not know who the person you're talking about and pretend it is and follow the conversation with the hope of being struck twenty at any time. I was busy and did not want to talk to him, but that poster of The Oatmeal ( click ) there was no cutting. So suddenly a strange force came over me and say, you bastard, ME VALE MADRES everything you're saying. But IMMEDIATELY I felt guilty and asked for forgiveness, said he did not mean that (Haha), she was stressed and "in my days" (though not true) and that in fact what I had in high esteem and that interested me much each of his words. And do not even know who was the cue!
interpretations "? I'm a fucking wimp.
Incidentally, the other day I dreamed of zombie holocaust, and many survivors were final thought: why so crappy zombie holocaust.
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And indeed, had not posted because many days I could not sleep cool, because of a horrible symptom of hepatitis that is itching all over his body. But Jony and sent me to a pulp rather powerful So apart from that it is milder. I'm getting better and say that until I look less yellow. Keep you informed.
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