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| I have no good reason to be awake right now.
good night friends.
may your dreams be so happy and your heart light yatta yatta yatta sun shines yatta silver rain, you know what I'm talking about
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| Last night I dreampt that I was on this farm (I'm not sure who's, but
Dad was there, and I think Stewie too. And probably Grandpa. You know,
the boys.) and had to replace some pipe that was in the ground.
For some reason it was really dark but instead of
getting a light I kept trying to use various reflective surfaces
to shine enough light on my work. When I was changing some sort
of filter thing, I found it was crammed full of what turned out to be a
bunch of old lego guys that I had lost over the years. I was pretty
excited about this. There semmed to be way more legos in there than I
remember having, but hey, free legos you know?
I'm not sure yet what it means. More on that later.
Honestly though probably not.
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| Monday monkey lives for the weekend.
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| In Thicket
Saturday
September 23
you know it
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| My logic professor resembles Data, the android from Star Trek: The Next
Generation, in many ways. Looks, mannerisms, speech. I spent a long
time deciding whether or not to go ahead and put a period at the end of
that last. My point is, won't someone please come to class with me so I
can say, "you see it dont't you?" Request I mean.
I just had an idea. When you make a mix CD for someone, it really
reflects how you are handling your relationship with that person. By
you I mean me. You keep changing it trying to get the best
representation of the music you listen to, or the kind of music you
think this person wants to hear, while in the mean time the weeks just
fly by and this person to whom you intend to give your best has
nothing. Until at some point you realize you've just got to say
"done" and give yourself up for the poor, unkempt, lazy bastard
you are or else just walk out of this person's life forever.
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