Friday, August 09, 2002

I hate my subconsious.

I had a dream that I was some Spy Kid that got caught and had to escape the WTC Twin Towers after they were hit on 9-11.

I don't know what's worst: not being able to dream or dreaming of things that shouldn't be dreamt.

In other news, if those that are reading are interested in my personal life, I did something to which I'm still clueless about that offened Seth and is now on their block list. At least I think I am. I don't know.

Then again, I don't know much of anything.

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