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3:14 p.m. - 2006-12-27 I had a series of dreams in which I had just arrived at a military complex somewhere overseas. The building was complexly arranged. Some of the bunks were setup like shelves, much the way they are on a nuclear submarine. I was having a difficult time trying to find somewhere to sleep. All the bunks were taken. I was wandering around with my duffel bag on my back. Eventually, after finally finding a place to bunk, some guy who looked like Henry Rollins started running us through some task training. � � |