Somewhere in my dream last night, I ran into Donald Rumsfield and felt obliged to be nice to him. When I first saw him, I made a face, but then when he called me out on it, I made up some garbage about how I didn't agree with his politics, but I thought he was a pretty nice guy and I wouldn't hold it against him.

I am such a wuss.

I've only been retaining bits and pieces and impressions from dreams in the past few days...

srah - Monday, 17 May 2004 - 9:46 AM

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gravatar Urs - May 17, 2004 - 12:46 PM -

I had a dream that I was back in Junior High, but it was very weird because it was partially back then, but there were other parts that made it seem like now. We learned about the Dewey Decimal system, and nobody seemed impressed when I knew all about the religion part and the fact that most of the world's religions were covered by only one number

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