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A weird, unsettling day. Of little sleep and few dreams.

I 'dreamt' this morning/afternoon that Teh Man had come and awoken me in haste, 'to have me sign these papers' because, 'the social security guy was there' and it was about his enormous hospital debt, and 'the problem was the joint account'. I dimly recall him urging me to hurry, as 'he had an appointment at two' and was rubbing my eyes trying to read the fine print as he was handing me the pen..

..and I called him, trying to find out if this was a dream or not..but got no answer...Then, his father called this evening..and he'd been trying to reach him all day, as well.

I have the most horrible feeling about this.

Dream #2: I was driving my car..with Jean from work in it..it was at night. She was upset, 'cos there was a spider hanging from the ceiling of my car -- but I couldn't see it..it was so dark -- and wanted me to stop the car. I did, so she could go to this stranger's house for help. I could not see where she was going, and got out of the car because of the spider. All these people came running down off this lit-up porch and down the stairs towards us and they were angry and boisterous..and then, the alarm went off.

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To the person slagging me off behind my back. You KNOW who you are.

I've suspected as much for a long time.

Now, I know for sure.

Fuck off and die; you pretentious, prissy, worthless, small-minded cunt.

You seriously have issues, and I don't really care...you register on my radar at about the size of a pea, anyway.

The one you SO admire? Face it. With YOUR smalltown attitude?

HE WOULD LAUGH IN YOUR FACE.

No love whatsoever,

Indi

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A Forum for a Friend:

Go for it.

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*eyeroll*

Why do people go behind my back like this? And block me.

How utterly droll.

Fer the love of Simon, just ask me. To my face, like.

Novel idea, I know..