Monday, May 17, 2004

Dream: I was waiting in line for the bathroom at a hospital behind a little girl with a deformed head. Somebody had yelled for us not to go in there.

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"...having been so bulldozed by her abusive, white-trash, sugar-overdosed family that she'd been nothing but a yard-sale reject, like a wind chime made of bent forks or a three-legged chair."
-Margaret Atwood
Oryx and Crake

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My mother once bought a 6-foot tall stuffed Gumby for me at a yard sale.
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