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[27 Nov 2008 | 5 Comments | ]

Bloody hell, I woke up today after a restless night of the worst dreams I’ve had in a long time and first thing I could think of was my trip to Amsterdam. In my first dream I died in a car crash, and the weird thing was that I looked at the car clock right before I slammed into the pillar of a bridge on the opposite side of traffic. The clock read 1:46am. Pretty eerie, gonna have to keep a look out for that time. Anywho, even worse was …