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Oct 26, 2004 11:51

and he would throw these enormous yellow ceramic vases at me, and i knew that if one hit me in the head it would probably kill me. but i would dodge it, then pick up the pieces and throw them back at him. there were other people in the store shopping. i would shout at them, "this man is the leader of the democratic party! and he's trying to kill me!" and i wasn't yelling just to get help. i was also yelling so that people would know what the democrats were like.

that was part of a dream i had about ruben studdard.

oh, so i guess the party is saturday instead of sunday.

i'm gonna go curl up.
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