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05:03:2005 Entry: "Ann : Odd DREAM with Urinals and Internet"

Odd DREAM with Urinals and Internet

For some reason I had to use a men's restroom. I slipped on the floor, right in front of the urinals. It was really dirty, and the floor was wet. I was really grossed out. I forgot what happened next.

I was on the internet and came across some sort of message board. I want to think it had something to do with Roxy Music or David Bowie, but I'm not alltogether positive. I do remember it had a black background with white text, but that's about all. I found someone's writing, and for some reason, I was absolutely *CERTAIN* it was someone I was friends with in college (Stan, think of a large whale and the picture I drew of you with the knife around 1984). She was writing something about her life in poem form, which she signed "anonymous" however she signed her real name to the message board. For some reason, I knew those were her poems and that was her writing. I was puzzled why she wanted to make the poems anonymous while she signed her own name, as it was obvious she was the writer of both the messages and the poems. And for some other reason, I wanted to torment her online and make her paranoid because I KNEW who she was and I could tell by her messages that she thought she was so incognito. I also remember seeing that her location was Bangkok, Thailand, which was rather odd (but would explain why she seemed to disappear off the face of the western world IRL). In her rant she seemed to extoll the virtue of living in Thailand, and how new contemporary musical appreciation there is so much more advanced than it is here. Hmmm....that sounds a little like....I forgot what happened next.

I bet drugs did her in IRL.

By Ann @ 10:12 PM CST:05:03:05 ..::Link::..

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