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Last night I dreamed that my dad and I took Tom Delay out to dinner, during which he tried to hit on me and was just generally very creepy. He talked about the influence of corporate interests in Congress and tried to win me over to his corporate-whore-apologist stance. It didn't work and Mr Bug and I got into a little argument and the rest of the evening was tense. Then Mr Bus spilled his wine. Then he left our table to go make out with some prosititutes in a corner. Then I dreamed that I woke up and turned on the TV to Washington Journal (as I really do every morning) and they were saying that we had just started flying bombers over Iran. I even dreamed I saw a map of Iran on the TV!
I need to spend the weekend, like, meditating or something... I had to take twelve showers this morning.
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