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Friday, January 16, 2004
So last night was odd.
First C and I went out to dinner with my parents. And that was really nice. Good food, good conversation, and a big hunk of meat stuffed with mushrooms and bacon and then topped with melted cheese. I can actually feel my heart beating harder to get the blood through my veins, but it was worth it.
Then C and I came home and lounged around for awhile, and my head started to itch. Some of you know where this is going... So my head began to itch more and more, and then my hands began to burn. Then the hives came. My hands were covered, and then my head broke out. Then my face. My eyes swelled shut, my gums broke out, as well as the inside of my cheeks. Chest and feet came later.
So at 12:30 I had C stab me in the leg with my epi-pen.
After sleep set in, I had a dream that JR worked at little bar in Oshkosh that was run/owned by Johnny Romano. Come to find out that he's a dick when you don't fold the American Flag correctly. And JR, if you did indeed get the haircut in my dream, it looks nice.
Odd.
Craig @ 11:13 AM
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