beulahbondo's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ram on I dreamed last night that I was carrying bubonic plague around in a balloon. The plague was suspended in some sort of liquid that sat in the bottom of the balloon and wobbled as I walked. I tried to throw it in a trash can but it bounced back. So yeah. You can't get rid of bad things that easily, right? Still in a slump, post-election, but the news that one can now get tiny platinum hearts or stars implanted in the whites of one's eyes did cheer me up. Seeing old friends helped a LOT I can't stop listening to Paul McCarney's "Ram" album. 3:25 p.m. - 2004-11-08 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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