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The palmtop's gone mad again, the random playlist is.. well.. random. Extremely. It's taken to finding music I didnt even know I had.

Tell me no secrets, tell me some lies
Give me no reasons, give me alibis.
Tell me you love me and dont let me cry,
say anything but dont say goodbye.

What the fuck?

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It's the dream season again. Have you ever noticed that everyone starts having dreams around the same time? Apparently I was chattering away in my sleep Sunday night, and I dreamed quite extensively last night too. And then today mutleyjames is sketching his dreams, the Pauls are nightmaring left right and centre, mikeybill's tossing and turning through the night, and everyone at work has an "I had the most bizarre dream" story around the cooler. I even passed a gaggle of secretaries on the street this morning, and one of them was telling the others about her dreams.

At least I've stopped sweating through the night. Ick.

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