October 3rd, 2003


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Weird dreams last night. I was President of the United States, and the secret service had been augmented by supposedly supersmart death ray satellites. Apparently one of these satellites perceived some threat to my person, because in one blast it vaporized my sister, her cat, AND my favorite bartender, while leaving me unscathed.

I guess there were some kinks that needed to be worked out of the system.

Later in the dream, I managed to escape Earth's atmosphere, but I'm not sure it counts because I did it by flying through a painting.
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