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Thursday, August 26, 2004 merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily On the train back to Baltimore this morning, I thought of all these great things to write about, but I was half asleep, and I didn't write them down. Aloha, great topics. Instead, following the lead of the good people at Vomitola, I'll tell you the dream I had this morning. Ready? OK! I dreamed I was at work, and someone called looking for a haircut appointment. Then I dreamed that I scheduled that appointment. There you go. The dream in its entirety. This always happens. After a week or two on any job, I begin to dream about it, and usually just like that. It's never that I'm at work and my boss is eaten by aliens, or that I'm at work, naked. I dream of completing my assigned tasks. There are days when I wonder if maybe I just don't have a soul. posted by Frenzy Lohan | 8/26/2004 04:13:00 PM 0 comments |
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