Well, this is at least the first dream that I've blogged about.
Date: 12.17.07
Time: Night, when I sleep.
What I ate before bed: Filet mignon, asparagus, sweet potato fries.
Storyline: My friend M. Wants to know what I'm doing for a holiday vacation. I won't tell her. I have a really good reason to not tell her, just not sure what it is. I hold out to protect her feelings because I can't even tell her why I can't tell her. She starts to get upset, badgers me and verbally assaults me. I still won't tell her. Finally she gives up and drives away in an open-top clown car while giving me the finger.
Moral: Secrets don't make friends, they make clowns.
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