Tuesday, February 24, 2009

A friggin nightmare

I dreamt that I was in Iraq, sharing a house with a bunch of Rhodes scholars. They were acting like skinny bitches in America's Next Top Model cycle 7, bitching about who should get the bed by the window and who's left the frying pan in the sink caked in egg white omelete three days old. And knowing all this while I could be bombed to smithereens any minute.

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