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    Thursday, August 05, 2004
     
    m: i had a really crazy dream last night
    d: what happened?
    m: ok, for some reason i was in this hotel type building, with B, and Geroge W. was there.... doing some campaigning
    m: so we got to meet him, we were all in line and I shook his hand (even though I didn't really want to) - Boe was behind me, and he just kinda patted George on the shoulder and stepped out of line
    m: then for some reason, George started going back through the line shaking hands with us again... and he also decided to sign autographs, with a blue pen - on the back of each person's hand
    m: when he got to me - I said "No, thanks!"
    m: but he got all upset and started arguing with me that its about respect and all this crap
    d: dreaming of geaorge bush, ha...
    m: and I still said "no, thanks... i don't want a big blue ink stain on my hand."
    m: and he got REALLY mad at me for some reason. so when we left I knew the Secret Service were gonna be sent after me... and I was pretty scared
    m: and then some reporter approached me, and told me it was so awesome what i did... and if she could interview me... but when I saw the piece she wrote - it was all lies, nothing like what really happened
    m: very bizarre... when I woke up, I was glad it was a dream, and I hadn't met and pissed off the president
    d: wow
    d: i have never dreamed of a president before
    m: yeah... it was all so vivid... especially the part when me and George were arguing
    m: and I kept trying to be polite with him, but he wouldn't let it go - he really wanted to sign his name on my hand
    d: hehe
    m: what do you think it means?
    d: means you are sexy!
    m: :-) perfect!

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