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Feb 22nd, 2003, 12:17 AM
I was just going to give you grief for the double post but since I'd been drinking, I opted to read on. I'm glad I did because it reminded me of one of my few dreams.
I dreamed my grandma had died and everyone was gathering at the house. I went into the kitchen and there was crazy granny, eating a pimento cheese sandwich. I told her that I thought she was dead and she told me someone else had died.
I woke up a little rattled. When I made it outside the house, there were a bunch of cars at my neighbor's house. As it turned out, my neighbor had died. Grannies are scary like that.
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