OK, if I had any prophetic dreams last night (as my horoscope promised) I don't remember them. Nor did I have any visions. Figures!
The good news is that you are stuck with the same old Lesley because if that other part wasn't right, neither is the part that said I would never be the same again.
The only thing I learned yesterday is that I don't like techno music. We went to our normal spot and the "band," not that you can really call them that since they had no instruments, drove us out after the first drink and even though we paid a $5 cover - each. Maybe that crap is great on Ecstasy, but it didn't work for me last night, it only gave me a headache.
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