.... [and cue the flurry of page turning, the sound of him playing the entry, and then he starts talking to himself] What the shit? Why would I say this. Well it's true, but that's not the point. I gotta get this off. I gotta... what the hell do ya mean it won't delete? [page tear] What the fuck do ya mean that didn't get rid of it? Damn thing. ... I did what? That's my code... shit shit shit... dammit! I hate magic shit!
[and now he's just panting with his head on the counter next to the journal] It won't go away. It looks like me and it sounds like me... I thought it was a dream. It's all foggy so it had to be a dream. But it's here. I could still be dreaming. Doesn't feel like a dream no. [there's a thud] Ow! Really don't think it's a dream now. That hurt.
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Date: 11/1/08 05:20 am (UTC)[and now he's just panting with his head on the counter next to the journal] It won't go away. It looks like me and it sounds like me... I thought it was a dream. It's all foggy so it had to be a dream. But it's here. I could still be dreaming. Doesn't feel like a dream no. [there's a thud] Ow! Really don't think it's a dream now. That hurt.