Dreams.
2003 October 7
HA! I almost forgot to mention…
When I got home from the tattoo parlour, I basically collapsed. My glucose was all wonky, and I was utterly exhausted, so I went into my room and passed out.
I had the most demented dreams about people being genetically manipulated into animals, Dr. Moreau style, but all the animals looked like something out of Meet the Feebles.
Too much LSD in the 80’s.






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