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Farewell My Concubine

Last night I retired to the boudoir with a migraine at 9pm and slept until 10am this morning.

13 hours of fitful sleep, in which time I dreamt I was the newest concubine of a cruel Chinese man.

WTF?

Yes, concubine.

Except that I got told off all the time and was never asked to do anything physical (thank god) because I was the naughtiest concubine he had ever had.

Shocking Fish thinks there must be something twisted to this dream, but I think maybe I have a good old fashioned need to be subserviant.

Ha ha - yeah right!

In other news, I ate two cadbury's creme egg's for breakfast and would like to thank each and every one of you for your lovely, supportive comments on my last two posts re: the Immigration Monkeys and the job front.

Things are better on the Monkey front, and usually are once you beat them up with a stick (albeit verbally). So cross your paws again for me if you will and I will keep you up to date on The Canada Plan.

Tomorrow I hope to visit the most amazing mini-art gallery in the country and have concocted a glorious little story about my rich Mother looking for a unique piece for her new home (not far from the truth, eh Mum?) so that they might possibly let me take some pictures to show you.

But for now I'm off to see a mentalist about a life size John Wayne cardboard cut-out...

Word to your mother.