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So last night, dreamed that I was on-campus @ work. Literally on-campus: campus of the office was conflated with my elementary school. I was in the 11 o'clock meeting- which I haven't attended in ages- and the coworker I have terribly inappropriate thoughts about leaned over and whispered to me 'can I bum a smoke?'
So off we went to smoke. And then, well. Let's just say it's convenient I sleep alone: I'm sure I would have had a VERY inquisitive bedmate.
  • So unfair. I never have those dreams. Or, if I do, I never remember them. I just remember the face-peeling and the being trapped between planes of concrete below a bridge thing. *cry*
    • yeah, but those are like attempts by your subconscious to communicate something you didn't already know. In this case, I already knew I wanted this person ridden hard and put away wet.
      Maybe even twice.
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