Sunday, October 24, 2004
Dead As Dreams
Last night I had all these dreams where people were trying to kill me. In one, me and two other people were on a steep road, and skateboards were involved. That's all I really remember except for the fact that we were running/skating for our lives.
But the thing was, each time I avoided death, I thought, Alright, the Red Sox got the win. One game to nothing. Then in my next death-evading situation, I thought, Okay, gotta survive, don't want to let them tie it at one.
I guess that means I'm a die-hard fan or whatnot.
Now I'm going to go outside and make fun of yankee fans. (If I can find any.)
But the thing was, each time I avoided death, I thought, Alright, the Red Sox got the win. One game to nothing. Then in my next death-evading situation, I thought, Okay, gotta survive, don't want to let them tie it at one.
I guess that means I'm a die-hard fan or whatnot.
Now I'm going to go outside and make fun of yankee fans. (If I can find any.)
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