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Jun 28, 2007 01:13

Dear Subconcious:

I would greatly appreciate it if you were to give me a more pleasing dream tonight. For the past three days, I have been dreaming (rather, having nightmares!) about the same subject, as I am sure you are well aware. Please, tonight, let there be no panic about packing, no continuous anxiety, no buses, no airplanes, no stagecoaches (of which I have seen none, but I thought I might add them in the case that you decide today is the stagecoach's turn), no contests -- be they sewing or designing -- and most importantly: NO PISSED OFF TARVER.

I am sure you send me these dreams with the best intentions, subconcious, but I've had quite enough. Their sheer repetitive quality is enough to make me understand that I have deeply-lodged anxiety issues, and I need no further prodding. I therefore feel that some change is necessary, or I may end up jumping out of the airport window or back of the bus next time you present anything remotely SkillsUSA-related.

May I suggest some lovely sadomasochistic slash next time?

- With love, your concious self.

skillsusa, letters, dreams

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