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I had this dream where it was a Friday or Saturday night and I was hanging out with some MSAers my age and younger along with, for some reason, Paul Zee-Cheng. Paul and I were unfolding this giant chess mat over on the IM fields so we could play giant human checkers. For some reason, I just knew I had to hurry up so I could get somewhere, and at one point I looked at my or someone else's watch (I don't have a wristwatch here with me in real life) and realized it was about 1 a.m. I'd told them a minute before that, "Oh, I'd probably better get going, you know, I need to sleep for awhile before this newspaper training session," and they were disappointed that I was leaving. So when I heard that it was 1 a.m. already, I said I'd just stay there and stay up, since the training session was at 2 a.m....
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"Strange, the things y'notice when the walls're closin' in&mash;the walls're closin' in on me today..."
—Caedmon's Call, "The Ballad of San Francisco"

8:24 am, September 29, 2003 :: the jablog years

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