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Jun. 17th, 2005

And the reign of softball terror continues. We soundly trounced last night's team, my RBI increased significantly, several outfielders were blinded by the searing sun. We don't like the West Laurel fields.

Later on I was awakened at 4am by a dream that fabulist threw me out of a party he was having... there was some kind of tiny statue made of glass and silver and I found a note from him in it. I convinced him to forgive me for being terribly trivial and boring, and walked home with keryx. Somehow Laurel became my parents' house in Norfolk and we entered the back yard in order to show April this giant plant that had grown there. (Inspired, I am sure, by the Giant Hogweed, my awareness of which is due to the Genesis song.) The plant had a giant scorpion on it which was shooting stingers at us, and the flora itself was topped by a huge bloody plant spike. I tried to come around the side to get away from the scorpion only to find a cobra camped out underneath. I woke up when it started biting me.

Dude, I cannot begin to fathom everything after the fight with Joe. Also, I am so tired I may die.



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Jun. 17th, 2005 03:09 pm (UTC)
I miss Joe.
Jun. 17th, 2005 03:12 pm (UTC)
I think that's what that part of my dream was about. Me too.
Jun. 17th, 2005 03:14 pm (UTC)
If you happen to run into him give him a giant hug for me, mmkay?
Jun. 17th, 2005 03:16 pm (UTC)
will do. :)
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