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Wednesday, May 11, 2005
"crunch"
Here's a pictoral essay on my reaction to that first feeling of "holy cheeses!" when I first heard that nasty sound of my bike and car getting torn apart:
I think this image has something to do with the complete nightmares I had whilst sleeping...I dreamt someone was chasing me and holding me down and then when I got to the car, there was dent on the side and the door was open and there was a drill on the front seat...someone obviously targeting me. What can it all mean?
I'm Gina. I'm in my 30's. I work in the governmenty nutrition world. I like joy; my dog and my husband bring me lot's of it. He's in the Navy so we move a lot. Right now we're in Newport, RI. 2009 was a year of becoming handy homeowners. Lots of tools and skills were acquired. My visions for 2010 involve fewer trips to Home Depot, and more trips to the stables, farmers markets, and Newport Mansions. You know, when in Rome...
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I think this image has something to do with the complete nightmares I had whilst sleeping...I dreamt someone was chasing me and holding me down and then when I got to the car, there was dent on the side and the door was open and there was a drill on the front seat...someone obviously targeting me. What can it all mean?
Probably that you're going straight to hell? I don't know, just a gut feeling.
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