Without flowing wine

Had a weird dream last night, I was back in NZ and I was having a party at the house in which I grew up. The current owners let me have it there (nice of them).

There was a whole bunch of people there, surprisingly most of them were people I didn’t know. I ended up hooking with this nice blonde with freckles on her face. The party was pretty good but at some point she left, and slowly so did the rest of the party.

I found myself tidying up, some fat guy started helping me, and it was really dark, he suggested we take a photo of the two of us together. So I held my arm out with my camera and snap! when I looked at the display on the back of the panel it wasn’t some dude, it was a hot african girl! I turned around and there she was, anyway, for some reason or another she ran into the kitchen and left me in the room to clean alone in the dark.

I packed a whole lot of stuff into a big shipping rubbish skip and the rest of it into a large shipping container, and as I as was on the boat (it was a cargo vessel) on the way back to Australia, I realised that I had only leased the containers for a few days, and that I was going to get into a whole lotta trouble for returning them late, or not at all.
Then I woke up. 😐