thediastema's Diaryland Diary

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Flipping for Andrew in the domain of the dead; princess.

The other night, I dreamt Andrew inherited the Neighbourhood of Make-Believe from Mister Rogers, and turned it into a badly-furnished gym where he attempted to teach me how to do aerial front somersaults.

In my office clothes.

I think I am officially his number one creepy fan now.

~~

Happy birthday to my sister.

Today we were in eastbound traffic on 1300 S and pulled up to a stoplight. I noticed a big, tough-ass looking black guy in the car next to us, bobbing along enthusiastically to whatever was in his stereo. (We couldn't hear it.) I said, "Shan! Bobbing guy, three o'clock!" She looked, and we celebrated.

The light changed and traffic started moving again. The guy on the right pulled out ahead of us and we noticed the bumper sticker on the back of his coupe:

"Princess"!

This ruled.

~ETK

22:51 - 15 April, 2003

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