May 13th, 2003

FH - abbey road

Memories, misty water colored memories...

    It's the last week of school.

    *cue James Bond music*

    Your mission, should you choose to accept:

    Steal as much food from the dorms as you possibly can. Preferably pop tarts and instant oatmeal. Sugar packets, honey packets, salt and pepper packets, and tea are also good. Bagels, if stolen and then quickly wrapped in a baggy, will sustain you for quite some time.

    It will be dangerous, as many others are doing the same thing. You must be quick. Agile. Secretive. Let no one near you during these perilous times.

    Mmmmm. Oatmeal.

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And on the subject of dreams, I seem to be having more that involve death lately. First it was lighting the cowboys on fire and shooting them.

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At any rate, I've decided that the cowboy thing must mean I have a hidden desire to light Garth Brooks on fire and shoot him in the groin.

-- everhidden