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Nov 14, 2008 08:38

 Jesse spent most of the last week working about two hours away.  He drove home a couple nights, but also spent a couple nights at a hotel nearby.

Eve and I had reached our limit with each other by Wednesday night.

Tour is going to suck.

Anyway, I was waiting for him to come home so I could start reading Watchmen.  I like Alan Moore, but he honestly scares the bejesus out of me.  I don't understand it, either, but just accept it as truth.

So Jesse came home last night and I started reading it and at one point, there are a slew of drawings of Nixon.

Which would explain why I had a dream that Obama wasn't really our President-elect, that there was a recount and we were now facing a re-emergence of Nixon as President.  I kept trying to tell myself that the man is dead, but it wasn't working.  I started figuring out what I had in the house so we could make a bunker in the basement.

I'm telling you, Moore is bad for my brains.
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