I dreamt last night that I was telling Becky I kept almost walking into our bathroom even though it's not ours anymore... then I looked around and I was standing in our bathroom as I said it. Later, another of my colleagues was wearing an awful green kilt and tossing me up in the air like a baby, but high enough that I almost hit the ceiling.

Clearly this dream means that my subconscious is tortured by the lack of hygienic facilities. And the overwhelming fear that Chris is going to turn Scottish and throw me around.

srah - Monday, 26 July 2004 - 2:46 AM

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gravatar alfie - July 26, 2004 - 2:57 PM -

So Chris isn't Scottish? Disappointing. :(

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