"with no warmth within"
2004-06-19 8:42 p.m.

in my dream last night, i slept on a bed with a fluffy burgundy duvet, lacy pillows, and four victorian china dolls. with so many pillows, there was hardly room to sleep comfortably, and every time i shifted weight, the doll legs would clank together in a familiar sound. then the dolls became "real" girls (so predictable), and the girls somehow all were my sisters. and we all slept in the same bed wearing victorian night gowns. save for me, it was really a pretty dream. the girls all had perfect curls.

i refuse to ever let anybody become real again. it saves a lot of time to accept at the outset that you'll never be unquestionably confident in anyone. in the name of efficiency, don't ever take anything that far. (see, i really did learn something and am not going to graduate entirely ignorant.)

one of meg and jerry's sheep gave birth to a baby lamb a week ago. they only discovered it right before leaving for riverside and weren't sure if it was a boy or girl. so meg picked out the names oliver and olivia, respectively. it died the next day though.

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