Sunday Morning Subtle But Obvious Organized Self Abuse Swim Club

I have a lot of memories, I seem to not be able to shut up the monkey mind, I over analyze. I now get to do all that while learning to type.

Friday, April 25, 2008

Earworms and dreams

Guantanamera - The Stella Magdalen Earworm Orchestra

I dreamed I was making out with H.H. the Dalai Lama. We kinda had to keep it a secret.

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5 Comments:

At 4/25/2008 10:53 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Boy, could you sell tickets for that!

Pxnoa!

 
At 4/25/2008 9:19 PM, Blogger Stella Magdalen said...

Yes well surprise, surprise he was really nice! And actually pretty dang sexy...

 
At 4/25/2008 10:35 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

If you see his H.H. again in your dreams, tell him I said "Hello Dalai, yes Hello Dalai ..."

An oldie but goodie ...

 
At 4/28/2008 2:28 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

i'm just glad it wasn't the pope, darlin'.

barry

 
At 4/28/2008 2:29 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

but then again you're not an altarboy.



i am a bad bad person.


barry

 

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