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Rich food and alcohol...make for cannibal nightmares...eep!

I came back drunk at eleven o'clock last night. And what a night it was!!

Met up with Ben and Aimee on Mutley Plain, had half a boddingtons and bought some lollipops and we got a taxi out to Boringdon Hall...beautiful looking medieval-ly building...I so wish I'd taken a camera for some gothic-type posey photos...

Drank a further 3 or 4 bottles of Budweiser and ate absolutely tons of food!! Danced a bit, talked to people and Aimee and I won a bet...

...we bet Ben five pounds for the first person to pull in the next 15 mins...the rules were simple...they had to be over the age of consent, and there had to be a snog in it. He went off for 15 mins, came back and told us he'd already pulled and booked a room upstairs. Then admitted he'd lied. Aimee then told him that he owed her a fiver, as she had pulled. Ben asked who...she said me...he protested...but we both reminded him that there were only two rules and when we asked him if there should be any more he said no!! So we kissed briefly, and Ben handed over his five pound note! HAHAHAHA!!!

Got a taxi home round 11, and staggered in, with a screaming migraine/beer headache...and went straight to bed with Snoopy. I see I also replied to the previous post when I got home...oh dear!!!

*shame-faced*

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Dream

Had the weirdest dream last night...rich food and alcohol always brings those on....:

There was a whole group of us at a very renowned restaurant for dinner...the owner of the restaurant always served his most expensive meat dish, and no-one knew what went into it...but it was so good that people came from far and wide to be served it...

...had an argument with a racist member of the group and left...

...then I am working for the restaurant owner...bringing over two benefactors to his luxury flat to donate funds and meet him...his flat is down some medievally stone stair case...and is open-plan with an indoor pool and all-sorts...somehow, whilst showing them around, they get cut with a knife...restaurant owner is apologetic...I feel nervous and leave for work leaving him with the two benefactors...

I run, as fast as I can, very scared, and my heart beating...I feel I have escaped a murder scene, but so far cannot place why...

I get to work. Meet up with other staff...the restaurant owner is going to serve his best dish yet. So he has to work alone. I still feel nervous, and the other staff and I discuss our suspicions...that every benefactor so far has been murdered by the restaurant owner and served up as the next 'special secret recipe dish'...we are all very shaky as we serve dinner, and drop cutlery and stuff...

...then I look into the kitchen...I see pale, prepared body parts...ready to go into a man-length deep fat fryer...having oil and spices poured over them, then they go in to fry...

I come out and tell the restaurant staff what I have seen...we all leave...but hear an insane singing/squealing noise as we leave...cut to view inside the man-fryer...the restaurant owner is frying himself alive. Probably a suicide as I escaped the murder that afternoon, and he's afraid of being caught.

We are scared, and leave together, as it becomes overcast and pours with rain. We know he is dead, and begin to make plans on how to improve the restaurant and run it as our business...obviously without the 'special recipe'...

'Holes' by Mercury Rev is playing out as we walk down the road in the rain...


Then, like leaving the cinema at the end of a movie, I woke up.

*shiver*

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I'm going out in about an hour...shopping.

Then I'm coming home and changing, then going out to wildgift93's house to watch the South Bank show documentary on Nick Cave...then we're off out to Black Catz for the monthly goff nite...I certainly won't be drinking an awful lot tonight...not after yesterdays performance hehe!!

Sweet Dreams
"Sweet Dreams" (by Eurythmics)
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused


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