25 December 2004

recurring dream

I'm having this recurring dream: a montage of pretty girls walking away from me, waving goodbye, and saying No. Now, I'm no shrink/analyst/mystic, but I think I know what this is about. Question is, am I self obsessed, pathetic and brave enough to do a blog post on it?

Meh, maybe later. Tonight is drinking oblivion and stoopid party games with my family.

Happy Solstice, motherfuckers.