Of giant, nasty spiders in my chest of drawers, the worst one in the underwear drawer - took me a moment this morning to work out if it had been real or not.
Of doing Leaving Cert exams again - trying to avoid a sinister stalker, and trying to identify the vegetarian Japanese food in among the meaty things. Also, boxes of desserts.
Lots of Asian people, at the beach, staying with me.
And most uncomfortably, getting sexual with Axl again,which is just something I don't want to dream about.
Please, brain, can we bring back Jason Momoa?
Of doing Leaving Cert exams again - trying to avoid a sinister stalker, and trying to identify the vegetarian Japanese food in among the meaty things. Also, boxes of desserts.
Lots of Asian people, at the beach, staying with me.
And most uncomfortably, getting sexual with Axl again,which is just something I don't want to dream about.
Please, brain, can we bring back Jason Momoa?
2 comments:
Spiders in your underwear drawer. There's a good one.
Yup. Cobwebs, like Miss Havisham.
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