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� adorno outfit suggestions? nov 21 2003 - 2.15 pmi applied for another job today, in a women's sex shop. it's like a nice, neighbourhood type sex shop. books, comfy chairs, dildos, you know. i hope i get the job... i also went to a farm and hung out with some little kids, indulging my little kid side. it exists! ack. who would ever think that someone would look at me and think, "gee, that sorethroat is good with kids!" not me. or the many psychiatrists i've seen. and i got "trailer park boys" on video so i'm going to go home, roll a fatty, and indulge my julian fixation... speaking of fixations - i had a dream about prof. hottie last night! yesterday, i was thinking about the symposium that i am going to stalk him at, er, i mean 'go to' on tuesday the 25th. it must have stuck in my little brain because i dreamt that i was at his house, kind of not supposed to be there, and all these other people started showing up and making a mess! i had no clue when he was coming back, but i knew it would be bad news to be caught. this car drove up the driveway, and he was inside a car with his wife, (i've never seen his wife but i just created her in my dream. she was blonde and german looking. go figure.) a baby, and a friend of theirs. i had been trying to kick people out of the house and clean up the mess, and had done a fairly good job, but not great. but the car turned around and i felt like we had been given a second chance! so i wrangled people to do MORE cleaning, and get MORE people out of the house, but alas, he came back again and this time, i got caught. it was strange. but in the dream i ended up reading his journal (both online and paper) and was scanning for any mentions of me. flipping through the pages, i found a little leather case with pictures of me! so i wasn't to feel too guilty about stalking him and invading my privacy, because really, he was doing that with me, too. albeit a little less aggressively or creepy. i woke up and wondered if i was having reservations about showing up at this event. well, of course, i am. i have NO CLUE what one wears to these types of things. let me get the description of the event:
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