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The guy in the white, stained t-shirt that barely covers his beer belly. The bulky one in the flannel shirt and jeans. The thin one with greasy hair and bad teeth. The scrawny one who looks like he might have a knife.

Last night I was awakened at 3:00am by an allergy fit, and when I went back to bed, I had a dream that Omaha, Kouryou-chan and I went to a nice restaurant, and after we had gotten into the car but before I started it some jackass in a stolen car-- I think it was a Ferarri-- hit us in the parking lot while he was trying to park. He got out of the car, sat on one of those cement barriers, and put his head in his hands, and when I went out to check on the damage, the four from Bad Dreams Central Casting came out and assaulted me.

It wasn't really an attack. It was more like a hazing gone real, real bad. It went on long enough, and surreally enough, for Omaha to dial 911. I could hear her arguing with the cell phone redirection people, who sent her to the police, who eventually sent a car. The first cop on the scene looked a lot like the new Starbuck in a riot helmet.

I woke up then, feeling completely unrested. I wonder how I'm going to make it through today. Coffee and thumpy music.

Date: 2005-02-21 07:06 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Me again, on the subject of Starbuck I know the grand majority of the human race is gone, but couldnt they find someone in the 50,000 left over to do all the jobs they seem to foist on her sholders?

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