Posted by Yeti-Boy on 9/28/2006, 2:10 pm Damnit, I'd have to spend the rest of today this colour, even when I met my mates down the at the Portman Hotel to watch some live music - 3 Bands, 4 pounds, doors at 8, open to 12, Shyhawks, Mezzotints! and True Swamp Neglect. At least it wasn't as bad as last time when I woke up 3ft high and my skin was pink. I had no end of stick that day. I just wish I knew what the dream meant, and why in God's name I was blue.
It took me 4 minutes to notice what had happened that morning. My dream had been the same one for the last 8 days, waking me at 12 midnight as I screamed the words 'Tree Lands, Floor Plans, You're Late, Coping to Well, Try Forks, Lego Skint, Zoo Stomp Connect.' All the signs were reaching their Zenith - the drilling of 3 holes into my bedroom window, my skin turning dark blue and now I had woken up in a small city that was enclosed in a glass dome like some kind of snow globe. 
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