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:: Friday, April 05, 2002 :: No More Midnight Cheesesteak Had a particularly bad nightmare last night. I don't usually get nightmares, but this one significantly freaked me out. My dad was trying to kill me. With a knife. He cut me a couple times, I think, and so i went to the doctor's to get checked. Doc gave me some ineffectual advice, and then he evaluated my dad, and then let him go. I was watching my back for awhile, and I found myself waking up in the dream in bed with this girl i had a crush on. She told me she was gonna kiss me on the lips so that i could take my mind off of stressin' about my dad killing me. So we kissed, and it worked. I wasn't worried about my dad anymore, but began thinking of her as my g/f. Then I woke up realizing it was all a dream and that fortunately my dad wasn't out to kill me. Then I realized that I hadn't hooked up with any girl. And finally, I realized that I was late for work again. *sigh*
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