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sunday Sunday SUNDAY!
Feb. 9th, 2003 11:17 amOk, so I know what day of the week it is.
Still headachy and wanting to puke. My Metformin doesn't help the stomach ickies at all. Not sure what to do, or what the problem is at this point. Blah.
I want to do more aura reading again...should start a thread somewhere, but don't know where. I can read them online, so I guess if you'd like one done just drop me a note here, and every so often I'll do a bunch in my LJ. :)
I had dreams last night of being part of an outcast tribe of shapeshifters, magickians, fantastic critters (fanged horses, jewel-coloured birds, etc.) and....mailmen. Mailmen? Whatever. I dreamt of going to a large white temple for a priestess' ritual, and I was dressed in brown and green...and then a certain "fox" arrived, and we all refused to participate. Strange. I then found myself outside in the cedar forests, hiding from a hierarchy of blood magickians, trying to rally my outcast tribe to take them down. Strange. Jason kept trying to fly, and actually succeeded at one point - but without changing. He just threw himself at the ground and missed. O_o A lot of attention paid to colour and what people were wearing in this dream. And I so want that fanged horse.
marf. Brain spasming again. Words elude me. Don't forget the aura thing. Later.
-M.
Still headachy and wanting to puke. My Metformin doesn't help the stomach ickies at all. Not sure what to do, or what the problem is at this point. Blah.
I want to do more aura reading again...should start a thread somewhere, but don't know where. I can read them online, so I guess if you'd like one done just drop me a note here, and every so often I'll do a bunch in my LJ. :)
I had dreams last night of being part of an outcast tribe of shapeshifters, magickians, fantastic critters (fanged horses, jewel-coloured birds, etc.) and....mailmen. Mailmen? Whatever. I dreamt of going to a large white temple for a priestess' ritual, and I was dressed in brown and green...and then a certain "fox" arrived, and we all refused to participate. Strange. I then found myself outside in the cedar forests, hiding from a hierarchy of blood magickians, trying to rally my outcast tribe to take them down. Strange. Jason kept trying to fly, and actually succeeded at one point - but without changing. He just threw himself at the ground and missed. O_o A lot of attention paid to colour and what people were wearing in this dream. And I so want that fanged horse.
marf. Brain spasming again. Words elude me. Don't forget the aura thing. Later.
-M.
