The dream from last night

Ok, i know that blogging about your dreams is a bit strange and dull.

But i have what we in sweden call skrivkramp and i really need to get my english blogging going.

I dreamt that i got a mosquitobite on my wrist, at urkult. And that some of the nice old hippieladys there got me to put a teabag on the bite. So i ducttaped it there, and after one week in the dancehall at school i decide to takeit off, becuse i couldn´t really dance with a smelly old teabag at my hand. So i take it off, and all the skin follows with the tape. Then i woke up.

Sensmoral:
Never trust a hippie!