Wednesday, July 28, 2004
I'm Afraid You've Got Some WMD's in Your Molars
I haven't remembered any of my dreams for a while. That was true until this morning, when I recalled a dream I had last night where my Mom and I were in the dentist's office, but the dentist's office was my Aunt Mana's living room and the dentist was Saddam Hussein. Saddam was surprisingly nice. I'm thinking that this dream was inspired by an article I read the other day, though they didn't mention anything about dentistry.
I woke up an hour later than I intended today, but managed to get to work only 30 minutes later than I wanted to, which means I was on time because I was trying to get there 30 minutes early. Go figure. I'm really going to appreciate the commuter rail when I can use it again, once the DNC is over. This whole bus to train to bus thing is kind of getting to me. I haven't seen any celebrities this week, but I guess famous people don't need to use the Red Line.
Sorry for the abbreviated entry, but I'm kinda busy right now. I'll be back tomorrow, same time, same place.
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I woke up an hour later than I intended today, but managed to get to work only 30 minutes later than I wanted to, which means I was on time because I was trying to get there 30 minutes early. Go figure. I'm really going to appreciate the commuter rail when I can use it again, once the DNC is over. This whole bus to train to bus thing is kind of getting to me. I haven't seen any celebrities this week, but I guess famous people don't need to use the Red Line.
Sorry for the abbreviated entry, but I'm kinda busy right now. I'll be back tomorrow, same time, same place.
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