Saturday, March 26, 2005

Have to quickly guzzle my coffee and head to the post office before they close at noon to mail off a dolly I sold. Had an awful dream this morning about considering buying a fixer-upper house for cheap (as if), whose back yard abutted Shay's. Her daughter saw me and started chatting but Shay was a real ho and dragged her daughter away while casting me shitty looks. It didn't happen, it didn't happen, it was just a dream...

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