Tuesday, April 15, 2003


I dreamed that I took a trip to Japan with the FF crew. We walked throughout Tokyo, checking out various stores and junk, then stopped at a train station. I was looking at the map when I noticed there were pictures on the side -- pictures of us. More specifically, the pictures we took at San Francisco couple of years ago. I grabbed David and made him look at it, but he didn't seem to fazed at all. Why the hell are our pictures up there? Are we famous or something? Then something else happened, and the dream turned into a suspense thriller. It involved a chase, and a hospital. Whatever.

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