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Saturday, November 08, 2003
In my dream, I went into the school cafeteria with Tracy Morgan and was joined by Spike. The two of them were in animated conversation, so I got up to get a cup of coffee.

As I was filling my cup (adding mocha syrup because in dreamland, sugar is a-okay), a girl said to me, "You know the new policy, right?"

"New policy?"

She pointed to a sign. "You can't just buy coffee. You have to buy a dessert with it or they make you leave the cafeteria. They don't want it to be full of just coffee-drinkers."

"WHAT?" I exploded. "Well FUCK THAT!!!"

A security guard rushed over to me and said, "Miss, you're going to have to leave."

"Fine," I said, "just let me get my stuff."

I took my cup of coffee back to where Spike and Tracy were still deep in their conversation. "Look," I said, "I have to get out of here, they're making me leave."

Spike looked up impatiently and said in his thick, British Spike accent, "Foine, whoy down'tchu leave then?"

"I'm going!" I huffed. "Don't hustle me, I'm carrying hot coffee!"

"Oh, I'll hustle you, love!" he said, grabbing my free hand. "I'll SPIN yew out'f here!" And he proceeded to spin me, like you would a dancing partner, me and my hot coffee right out of the cafeteria as Tracy Morgan laughed.

I woke up laughing, with the words echoing in my head, I'll SPIN yew out'f here!