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Apparently I need to keep updating despite the fact that nothing interesting is really going on at the moment. So here goes!
Last night I dreamt that I was being attacked by giant bugs. I remember scratching at my arm to get them off me. This morning I woke up with several very deep scratches on the inside of my elbow. Not fun!
I'll have more to talk about once the Dasara festival gets going. It has its origins in Hindu warriors worshipping their weapons, but these days people generally worship their cars. Assuming Wikipedia is accurate on this, I am completely serious. Updates to follow.
Last night I dreamt that I was being attacked by giant bugs. I remember scratching at my arm to get them off me. This morning I woke up with several very deep scratches on the inside of my elbow. Not fun!
I'll have more to talk about once the Dasara festival gets going. It has its origins in Hindu warriors worshipping their weapons, but these days people generally worship their cars. Assuming Wikipedia is accurate on this, I am completely serious. Updates to follow.


2 Comments:
Sometimes what you dream and what is real are interchangable and hard to separate. Maybe the bugs were real (with arm scratches as evidence) and maybe they were dreams. Just in case I suggest sleeping in a roach hotel instead of student housing. by the way, is it "dreamt" or "dreamed". Pop
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