Last night I dreamed that Dave and I were on an old ferry, standing by a bar. Dave was stroking the face of some pretty young girl, and then
I got punched in the face by a ghost.
Nice.
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We don't need a reason to look at a picture of Yoda.
"Tina! Why must you always be gallivanting? You are such a monkey. I'm going to wrap you up in cotton wool and make you live in a shoebox." -My mother
About Me
- Tina Rowley
- Welcome to the old home for my blog, The Gallivanting Monkey, which has lived here for ten years and is now more like a little museum. My new home = www.tinarowley.net, where The Gallivanting Monkey shall live from now on.
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This is a picture of Yoda.
We don't need a reason to look at a picture of Yoda.
3 comments:
Oh no! WAKE UP TINA!!!!!
That sounds like a dream I would have, except then my teeth would fall out. Always with the teeth falling out.. sigh.
i was thinking the titantic - the movie... hmmm... what did you eat before bed!
Its all there ... the answers.
There is fear of loosing to the youthfull. Age becomes something of a matter in your mind.
The punch though is coming from your subcouncious. Its saying, wake up already, this is not important.
really ... thats what it says.
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