Last night I dreamed I was doing counter-terrorist black ops on some island off the coast of Africa. Guns, helicopters, sensible black boots, Sayid (from Lost), dead bodies, traitors, hostages... An odd interlude for drinking. A James Bond-type character who tried to infiltrate our unit (who I subsequently shot and threw into the ocean -- after
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I'll even share Sayid.
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