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Sunday, September 26, 2004
10:33 AM

woke up with a terrible headache. i had a really weird dream. i dreamt that i was working in josh's cafe (lol). and van, liz, sam and keef were all there. apparently van and liz were waitresses, sam and keef were the chefs. i was some kitchen manager or whatever you call that. and everyone was in a bad mood. liz was having a fever i think, and she was walking around mumbling to herself. van was yelling away in the kitchen coz she was harrassed by a male customer -_-' and then keef and sam got pissed and started complaining about how they were overworked. in the end, everyone was practically throwing kitchen utensils at each other. not to mention food. whole chickens and lobsters flying around. and then, i walked out of the kitchen, and sat down and stoned at the cashier's desk. while everyone else continued to fight. and i stoned, and stoned, and stoned....until i woke up this morning. wtf?

zz.. bad day bad day. i feel grumpy and sullen. another encounter with the doldrums..zz

btw, i wonder if keeft is okay? his housemate should know that he couldn't possibly have stolen a laptop and an MD from him right? sheesh.