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amy
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carl
barb cooking blog
boing boing
caroline
cartoon brew
chris
cityroom
consumerist
erin
gena/ deadly stealth frogs
gothamist
jim hill
kids in the hall lj
kithblog
matt k
mike t
nathan
post secret
rynn
sarah
sarah c
sean
tea rose
toby
tom


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american elf
american stickman
elfquest
lolcats!
masque of the red death
the perry bible fellowship
toothpaste for dinner
ultrajoebot
xkcd

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Sunday, August 04, 2002
Oh, oh. I dreamed that a wise old man gave me a long white rubber glove containing smoked whitefish. I was to eat the whitefish and give the glove to B.J. Hunnicutt. I ate the fish, snuck over to B.J.'s tent, and was preparing to wake him when the five fingers of the glove burst into flames. The tip of my pigtail, hanging over B.J.'s sleeping body, also caught fire. B.J.'s blanket, too, began to burn. I panicked, tried to blow out the flames, but they reappeared like trick birthday candle flames. What does this dream mean?

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