This is gonna sound a bit wierd but for some reason I had a dream that
callmeroger (dunno why it was him since I don't really know him well) had an appartment and Homer Simpson came to the stairwell just outside and accidently knocked over the supports that hold up the railings, and they fell like dominos and gently pushed his door closed, then Homer went ballistic!
The message of the dream was for me - that even though the door was closed gently and through an elaborate cascade of stuff falling over, the reason Homer went balistic because of the fact it was closed... didn't matter how it happened, only that it did - that applies to some things in my life.
And it was homer because of my advent callender! lol
Also I woke up with acid pain again... but a spoonful of bicarb in some water works f*in' miricles! :D
I should go to the doctor if it keeps happening, I think it was because I didn't eat for a few hours so the acid had nothing to keep it occupied. I hope it's not an ulcer...
