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Friday, November 21, 2003 @ 3:30 PM

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Lost a post. It was mostly a bunch of unconnected thoughts, like how we had a show this morning and we have another one tonight and how I think Heather from my hallway is a really mean person and how Carolyn and I are trying to live together but it's kinda iffy at this point whether or not that'll all work itself out.

Oh, and did Seth move to Milwaukee? Did I dream that?

I had a dream this afternoon, when I came home from the show... There was a show, and then a gun battle. And after the bad guys were dead and lying on the stage, we threw malt liquor on them and set them on fire. This is my question: Why malt liquor?


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