Sunday, December 14, 2003

Someone who doesn't know me had a dream about me.

My fame is far reaching.

I simply stopped breathing, and continued staring at her, dead.

What universal meaning do you suppose that carries?

I think...... none. Except that it's a pretty good description of my mood, which is more or less influenced by this killer headache that I woke up with.

AAAAAAH!!!! SANDRA WON!!!!

I told myself after Rupert got voted out, that I would not be satisfied with any of the other survivors. If it couldn't be Rupert, it had to be Sandra, or I'd never watch again.

So..... cool. Goodnight.

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