August 3rd, 2002


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I awoke fighting the most powerful Autobot of all time. That is to say, I really thought I'd set the sleep timer last night..

I had a dream, but all I remember from it is that we (undefinable/unrememberable) were taste testing 5 kinds of cereal. Four were Cthulhu based and one was Shub Niggurath.

I confessed some rather silly pipe dreams (half-formed daydream-type fantasies) to a friend of mine online last night. I guess I had to vent, even silliness. Girly. If this paragraph goes on any longer the disclaimers will layer on so think it'll be unreadable, I'd better stop now.

Sometimes, I still want that autopsy scar.
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