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Sunday, March 03, 2002
I really need to document the dream I just had about Goose and Matt. It was a very vivid, emotional dream with crying and soaring, emotional highs. It involved me going to their school, messing up a soccer match that Goose was trying to get me involved in, and then going to an awards ceremony in a large gymnasium in the basement so that Lynne Thigpen could present Matt with some sort of Valedictorian-esque honour, and only I knew that after that she was going to call my name so I could stand up and recieve an Independent Spirit Award for best female lead in a motion picture. I kept glancing anxiously at The Wonderduo to see if they were noticing me, but they were Queen Bees and I was a Wannabe, and only when Lynne Thigpen called my name ("And now, for best lead actress in a motion picture, Octavia Phillips! Tavie, come on up here!") did they finally see me. I was hoisted upon the shoulders of some impressed high-schoolers and carried around the gymnasium as I wept tears of joy.

So, analyze away.