Wednesday, August 16, 2006
I have the weirdest dreams when I have a migraine.
Last night I dreamt that my mom and I went to a Red Hot Chili Peppers concert at an auditorium at my work. Only it didn't look anything like where I really work.
While we were at the concert, a legislator approached me about requesting a bill draft to raise taxes for programs for the homeless. Not that I work on tax bills in real life. And not that this legislator would ever be likely to attend a Red Hot Chili Peppers concert. Of course, it's not like my mom would, either.
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