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Saturday, September 17, 2011

box cutting in my dreams

i had a dream. no, really. my dog, ash, has a milk bone for breakfast every day. i bought a new box and kept forgetting to take it out of my car. yesterday morning i still hadn't gotten it out of the car, and was running late for work. so when i reached in the box and it was completely empty i just gave him a handful of dog chow instead and thought "i'll bring that in tonight when i get home" except, i didn't. and when i was drifting off to sleep last night i remembered and thought "damnit, got to get the milk bones out of the car...zzzzzzzz"