i had one of those dreams last night in which everything just kinds of falls into place; one of those dreams that is so great that you wish it was true but know it can't be. it was one of those dreams that you wake up angry from, because your alarm caused it to end and jolted you back to the real world--the imperfect world. well, that implies that the dream world i was in was perfect, and it wasn't. but it was wonderful all the same.
i would go into the details, but that would just make me look like an angsty, pathetic loser... or maybe just a typical every-man... so i won't. i will say that, towards the end, it did involve some off-road unicycling action. (that was not what made the dream so great, and was, in fact, what made me conciously aware that it was a dream... oh well. still, pretty hardcore if you ask me.)
i finally got to show slc punk! to two of my closest friends who hadn't seen it before. that was good. i love that movie.
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i would go into the details, but that would just make me look like an angsty, pathetic loser... or maybe just a typical every-man... so i won't. i will say that, towards the end, it did involve some off-road unicycling action. (that was not what made the dream so great, and was, in fact, what made me conciously aware that it was a dream... oh well. still, pretty hardcore if you ask me.)
i finally got to show slc punk! to two of my closest friends who hadn't seen it before. that was good. i love that movie.
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