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since 11.23.01

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(6:09 pm - 03.18.2003 - huh? - i feel )

i had the weirdest dream last nite, about the transplants. they were just chillin in my house, sitting on the couch. infact, it was so boring that travis was actually falling asleep. tim was all ready to sign my stuff, and then when travis was coherent, i told him i had something different for him to sign and i was rooting thru all my stuff looking for a blink cd, i think, but that just can't be right, because i don't own any blink cds. who knows? then i'm pretty sure i was driving around in this huge van with all members of oar. we were going to my aunts house.

i fell asleep while the president was talking, and all i remember hearing was he was giving saddam 48 hours to go into exile. when i sleep, it's either full sleep, or this half sleep, half awake deal, where i just pick up bits and pieces of things going on around me. usually when i'm half sleeping, i'll be having a conversation with someone, and when i'm conherent again, i'll think i actually had the conversation with said someone. that's what i did last nite. i always find it amusing.

mom and i (sort of) got in a fight today, so i'm not going to see nonpoint tonite. i'll be too tired to go anyhow, seeing as i've been up for almost 24 hours right now... i have other things to write about, but frankly, i'm much too tired to do so now... and that means no lyrics either. poop.

~*~liz

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