Red Rot

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drunk as a skunk

last night i dreamed that i was haley joel osmond escaping a mall with a baby asian girl and black boy. somehow we pushed our way out of the fenced in mall-yard (someone was pushing the wooden gate closed as we pushed out) and stood in sunshine in a ditch by the side of a busy road.

i was kneeling hunched over and the baby asian girl kept kissing me with her arms around my neck. her lips were really pointy. i dont know why i thought that.

for some reason i kept wanting to call my grandmother. in my head i thought, "she used to be a missionary; she will understand this."

i have such oddball dreams; im never myself

12:48 p.m. - 2006-06-15

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