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Cleo Twyford is dodging minor disasters, indulging in
chick chat and wielding random insignificant theories.
(And talking about herself in third person)

 
What the ...? weird dreams a la weird person
Thursday, April 06, 2006
What does it mean when you are in a public toilet in a dream and the door won't lock properly and a Vietnamese lady keeps trying to get in then she goes away and an Indian lady comes along and manages to push me off the toilet and out of the room so she can go?
And then the actor Stephen Fry is doing a performance as conjoined adult twins and they arrive across the ocean in a London taxi pulled by a speed boat then he is giving away free winery tour vouchers and throws them in front of me. Some old school friends of mine get greedy and snatch four each, but I'm really proud of myself because I only take one.
Then I'm involved in a house flooding with actor Rowan Atkinson and I'm on the front page of the newspaper with a little-girl piggy tail hairstyle and the media are outside the house wanting to interview me.
I think it means I'm certifiably weird.
posted by Cleo Twyford @ 3:12 AM    
4 Comments:
  • At 8:57 AM, Cleo Twyford said…

    And while I'm talking odd things ... I wonder why my local charity shop has a big BIG bargain basket of Kris Kristofferson tour caps

     
  • At 7:18 AM, Saira said…

    Hahaha
    I just read four of your posts.
    And they were very funny. I agree, you are weird, but also witty.

    But I have to stick up for P&P (Jane Austen) and Anne ('s hairdo). They happen to be two of my favourite books! *cough*

     
  • At 7:20 AM, Saira said…

    p.s. You'd evidently been watching a lot of films in April.

     
  • At 10:26 AM, Cleo Twyford said…

    Ah ha. so you're a closet hopeless romantic too :D The Mr Darcys and Gilbert Blythes of this world are hard to find, eh?

     
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