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:: Sunday, August 31, 2003 ::
Its four in the morning an shit and now I've got the "maybe I'm cold or maybe it's just my body going, 'dude, what the fuck...'" shakes. Losing a LOT of dreams recently. While I was up in Boston, one night in the hotel I swear I had close to four or five completely separate dreams. I woke up after each also. I dont know what it was, my brain seemed to be quite the active shitbox. The ability to awaken with enough wearwithall to both capture the skittish dream and jot it down is proving prohibitively difficult. Perhaps a scouring of the web will yield some technique. Any ideas? Anyone? Is anyone listening? I know you're both all "busy" and shit. I'm going to find you. Find you both, suture your asscheeks together, and keep feeding and feeding and feeding....
:: sandy 4:21 AM [+] ::
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