Another Lennon Post

OK, Top of the Pops 2 tonight was a John Lennon theme show presented by Yoko Ono Lennon. I'm fairly sure it was a repeat, but even if it was I watched it, despite being on the brink of deep sleep throughout. As you can imagine, several emotions were present within me during the half hour long show.

( Imagine That )

On a brighter/more insane note, I've had some mad dreams lately. The other night I dreamed first that I was married to Slash. That's not a declaration of Harry/Draco love, I mean Slash, the bloody guitarist from fucking Guns N Roses. I hate Guns N Roses, and although I do think Slash was the only one with any talent (he is a decent guitarist, but not my style) and he was funny on Never Mind The Buzzcocks, what the fuck was he doing anywhere near my dreamscape? It was very weird and I thought so even as I was dreaming. It can't really have been Slash anyway- he wasn't wearing his sunglasses or hat and I'm not sure that's ever happened. Anyway, I had a second mad dream on the same night, this time it was back at secondary school and I got into a fight or something with a girl who was friends with my friends but absolutely hated me for whatever reason. Insane, I'm telling you. Then last night I dreamed of Robert Plant from a music video I saw on the internet weeks ago from like 1993 or something. I don't even now remember what happened. God knows what's coming next. Perhaps I'll be visited by the ghosts of Christmases Past Present and Future.

I really don't have anything more interesting than that to tell you. I wake up, go to shorthand, go to class, go to shorthand again, come home, piss about, go to sleep and then do it all over again. That's it. My life in a nutshell. Good night and love to you all.

Another Lennon Post

OK, Top of the Pops 2 tonight was a John Lennon theme show presented by Yoko Ono Lennon. I'm fairly sure it was a repeat, but even if it was I watched it, despite being on the brink of deep sleep throughout. As you can imagine, several emotions were present within me during the half hour long show.

( Imagine That )

On a brighter/more insane note, I've had some mad dreams lately. The other night I dreamed first that I was married to Slash. That's not a declaration of Harry/Draco love, I mean Slash, the bloody guitarist from fucking Guns N Roses. I hate Guns N Roses, and although I do think Slash was the only one with any talent (he is a decent guitarist, but not my style) and he was funny on Never Mind The Buzzcocks, what the fuck was he doing anywhere near my dreamscape? It was very weird and I thought so even as I was dreaming. It can't really have been Slash anyway- he wasn't wearing his sunglasses or hat and I'm not sure that's ever happened. Anyway, I had a second mad dream on the same night, this time it was back at secondary school and I got into a fight or something with a girl who was friends with my friends but absolutely hated me for whatever reason. Insane, I'm telling you. Then last night I dreamed of Robert Plant from a music video I saw on the internet weeks ago from like 1993 or something. I don't even now remember what happened. God knows what's coming next. Perhaps I'll be visited by the ghosts of Christmases Past Present and Future.

I really don't have anything more interesting than that to tell you. I wake up, go to shorthand, go to class, go to shorthand again, come home, piss about, go to sleep and then do it all over again. That's it. My life in a nutshell. Good night and love to you all.