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Dec. 1st, 2003 08:16 amYesterday I had too much to do. And Erin came to bed at 6am, having not written her journalism or finished finding her accountancy stuff, so she's panicked _and_ having to get up again at 9 to find the last of it.
After she came to bed I drifted in and out of sleep, finally drifted off, to dreams of a green carpet of grass, trees down each side, and in between each tree a spider's web. After a while of me trying to find a way out that didn't involve spiders, one of them detached itself and ran towards me, making a sound exactly like a galloping horse.
I can tell it's not going to be a good day.
After she came to bed I drifted in and out of sleep, finally drifted off, to dreams of a green carpet of grass, trees down each side, and in between each tree a spider's web. After a while of me trying to find a way out that didn't involve spiders, one of them detached itself and ran towards me, making a sound exactly like a galloping horse.
I can tell it's not going to be a good day.
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Date: 2003-12-01 03:17 am (UTC)I really don't want to know what it means. :-)
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Date: 2003-12-01 05:03 am (UTC)*huggles*
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Date: 2003-12-01 06:41 pm (UTC)Here's a funny spider/arachnophobe story:
http://www.geocities.com/rangervj/sitb.html
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Date: 2003-12-02 12:18 am (UTC)Except for the spanking.