Tuesday, March 29, 2011

SPY 1 awakes at a more decent hour

I dreamt that my mom bought a gun and I was telling her where to hide it. She said the front porch, but I agrued that was pointless, and it would be much more useful to have it in a drawer in the front hallway. If my mother ever bought a gun outside of dreamland, I would pretend like I was dreaming. Anyway, it's morning, and I'm unmotivated to do anything besides figure out how to make this writing look cool. 

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