*a dream. 2001-11-05 6:28 a.m.*

i want to and should be sleeping right now, but i'm having one of those nights where everytime i go to sleep my brain continues on the same yucky dream, so i think i need some nonsleep time, though my brain continues to chase itself in the same circles as in the dream.

part of me has been thinking about what it would be like if sometime in the far future, young jesus and james got together. and i actually think i could be all for that, if i didn't think that they would wind up running into some of the same sorts of problems she and i had. but in my dream, they're both telling me that they kissed a couple days ago, and i'm completely flipping out. i'm searching for yj to get a fuller picture of his side, but i keep running into james and we keep calling each other horrible names. the last thing that happened before i woke up this time was that yeroc (i am completely unable to figure out a codename for that girl, so i guess that will have to do) were about to get into some sort of fistfight about the whole thing. (the funniest part about that was that ham center sort of looked like a store at disneyworld, with all sorts of rocky horror merchandise, and part of the reason that yeroc was so angry at me was because she was stressed out from "working on the show," i.e. selling rocky horror merchandise for a long long time.)

poopy on that dream's head, as much for the ugliness it brought up in me as anything else.

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