oh look it's another mail from me....! dearest Adrian,
You should come to England and ply your trade as a Dream Doctor. I have two weeks of insomnia, two weeks on tranquilisers, and not a = single dream ! I receive one message from you my dear, and hey presto I'm back in = dreamland !
oooh..are you serious? But you know what they say...that you're dreaming every night,but you just don't know it...I wish I could remember a lot more,cause I know i'm having lovely lovely lovely dreams,but as soon as I wake up..*poof!* gone! 2 weeks...how could you survive,I can't stand it when I don't get a good nights sleep...nice hot bath helps....but sometimes I think I migth fall asleep into the water....
Unfortunately not a B&S dream...but bizarre non-the-less..... I got on the bus to work, and the bloke in front of me paid for me. Then at lunchtime i went and met my best mate and we stole something, I = can't remember what. And we were being chased down this alley between two rows of terraced houses, but this alley was in the middle of = being resurfaced and we were knee deep in aggregates and then a = steam-roller started coming the other way.....AAAAGGGGHHH...way out ! = But there was this little doorway we managed to squeeze into while the = steam-roller passed us. i found a bucket in the doorway and it was full = of snails, so we took it back to my friends house..(Lord knows what = happened to the people who were chasing us). He didn't want me to take = the bucket into his house, so I threw in a water butt outside his = house....only it wasn't his house it was my mums. And we went to bed = (not together for christs sake) in our lunch hours !! And when we got up to go back to work, we walked out of the house and = the snails had multiplied and there were just literally thousands of = them. And that was it !
Hmmm...that's a pretty strange dreams!I had a dream with the Stuart David look-a-like..does that count? I was at my locker and we was like 'Why didn't you name your cat Sousa?' (said with lovely smile) 'Oh!' I reply 'I could've called it Lusk...' 'No,darling..forget him..call it Sousa....' This is good.
DOES ANYONE ANALYSE DREAMS ???? WHAT DOES THIS MEAN.
....a gift of jewlrey wil be offered to you...... When the piano
goes d-d-da-da da-da (my musical training serves me well again) and I hear the line "All I wanted was to sing the saddest song" my heart very nearly breaks <sniff>.
A tearful Nick
tearful NIck,I love that bit too...it's one of my favourites too...I shall weep with you...I still love Get Me Away From Here I'm Dying..I love the little bits in songs were his Scottish accent goes extra strong.. shhhhhh..... *big kisses 'n hugs* Genevieve Julian,if you get kicked out of your apartment you can live with me. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- . This message was brought to you by the Sinister mailing list. . To send to the list please mail "sinister@majordomo.net". . For subscribing, unsubscribing and other list information please see . http://www.majordomo.net/sinister . For questions about how the list works mail owner-sinister@majordomo.net . We're all happy bunnies humming happy bunny tunes. Aren't we? -----------------------------------------------------------------------