----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- sister to a sister of a thought when will I learn that melatonin and alcohol (even half of a lousy beer) do not mix I mean, THIS is pathetic: Last night I dreamt my life was an episode of the Gilmore Girls - only Rory had two sisters. I was the middle sister, I think....Rory was the youngest and then the oldest sister was that girl on every other dramatic family show on television who suddenly disappears to go get married or go off to college when the actress who plays her decides to take on film roles instead. So there it was...my life as a Gilmore Girls episode (Rory liked this cute blonde skater boy and I had a crush on this quiet, curly-haired guy and Loralei was fighting with her sister (it was all about sisters apparantly) and our oldest sister was gone and even though it was supposed to be real life (as real as it gets in a dream) we all knew she was gone because the actress was off doing teen exploitation films or something....it was very "The Truman Show".... like I said, pathetic more later.... 9:37 am - 07.23.02
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