Friday, April 5, 2002
I dreamed that a malevolent force was causing my stereo to remain on even when I tried to turn it off. It also stopped the lights from working so that I couldn't really see what I was doing.
Why is it that a nightmare can seem so silly during the day, but paralyzes me with fear when I awake from it in the middle of the night?
Even though the junk e-mail was about buying stock, I think the author should have at least tried to justify the subject line of "your sister needs help".
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