Friday, September 15, 2006
(Phone rings) Ugh. I pry my eyes open and look at the clock. Who's calling me at this time of night? The clock reads 10:23 AM. That must be wrong. I probably swatted the hour button or something during a dream. I was just having a dream. What…something about Jamaican coffee and Beverly D’Angelo…... Sign in
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