global semen update 06-05-00
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I have recieved several emails from people questioning why this page has not been updated in over a week. My modem was fried in a recent storm. So, dear fans, I apologize for the wait. Anyhow, nothing new has been happening. Same crap, different toilet I suppose. I have been bothered by a few dreams, one which I will share with you.
I had a "mutual" one night fling with someone last August and had not really given much thought to it until I had this dream last week.
Anyhow, the beforementioned woman, in my dream, would not see her until I delivered several parts of her face to her. She was in need of a nose, a left eyeball and a pair of lips. She would not sleep with me nor reveal herself to me until I gave her these body parts.
I was confused at first. Did she want mine? Or did she expect for me to find these items elsewhere? Nonetheless, I ended up with them. I'm not sure how I got the nose, eyeball and lips but I do remember being frustrated because once I had what she was asking for she would not accept my gifts and still would not see me.
After what seemed to me to be several days of begging and pleading and such she finally let me see her. We were at a large gala. We met at this huge silver building with spotlights which would accentuate the glimmering front of the building. A red carpet lead to the front door. People were standing all around but not restricted by a gate or a rope. It all seemed very disorganized yet was very beautiful.
Inside, however, it looked like the Taco Bell fast food restaurant. Nothing special inside. The entire mood of the dream changed. My ego was shattered as I stepped up and ordered a double decker taco. The woman whom I agreed to meet with was by my side and was as exciting to look at as a bean burrito under the shoe of a Taco Bell employee.
She had no face and I had no face to give her. We were not attracted to her even though she appeared glamorous underneath the flourescent lighting. The last thing I remember before waking up from that dream was her face being completely black and featureless. She was wearing a black cape with the hood over her head. I felt an extreme loss which I was unable to explain to myself after waking up.
My head is hurting now and the incessant buzzing eminating from my friend's monitor, which is a vulgar display of her wealth, is starting to get to me. Adios.