theres an exam on?

had a fair trippy dream last night. had to carry a girl to the hospital who had had her throat cut out and replaced with either a bottle or a pringles tube. so i carried her into the hospital and into a female only ward, all the while trying to avoid looking at women in the throes of childbirth incase they wanted my ill suited emmotional support. i explained what happened to the dr and she told me that you had to replace throats only a little at a time. i stayed up with the girl all night making sure she was ok, and then i woke up.

and now i'm hung over for an exam.

thought of the day-i'm not you and you're not me yet we keeping trying to mould each other like two clay hands