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I've been having dreams about cavernous schools lately. In this one some kind of violence was happening and the room was flooding. A nordic superman was saving a litter of kittens from a dresser drawer but one of them had suffocated. He lifted it up and rubbed his face in its fur and said "you smell of spring" and began to draw vines on a mirror. haha. then i woke up because i suddenly realized that dave was an hour late for school.
This weekend Sir Tim and Miss Catherine Grace journeyed up to our snowy abode. My money finally came and we ate decadent foods and drank inebriating nectars. Miss Leia came along and we were treated to songs of monkey hands and spent a misty night with sweet Rudo. Tim and Dave made fascist funk musical collaborations in the music building late in the wee hours. Some strange vagrant man fell in love with them that night. We went to Sleepy Hollow but didn't get to see anything we meant to see, but we did get to see Ye Olde Ghetto of Sleepy Hollow where people eyed Dave's newly shaved head the wrong way and we ate some delicious Greek food and saw some weird expanse of wasteland leading to the Hudson River. I have lovely pictures but my computer's being a cock. - some great pictures of Tim revealing his true mischevious gremlin form!
it's time to eat eggs now!
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