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Tuesday, April 13, 2004
I seem to have come down with a cold, or something. Not particularly sneezy, but way tired and cranky and tremendously antisocial. Also felt so nauseous on the train this morning that I debated getting off early and just sitting on a non-moving bench for a while. But it passed.

Had a dream last night that I was in a movie starring Tom Cruise, except *I* was Tom Cruise. The plot had something to do with buying dog food a long time ago from some guy who proceeded to stalk me/Tom for the next thirty years. I/Tom had to figure out who, and why, and eventually it was revealed that my stalker was none other than Joe Isuzu. In a big climactic moment, I tracked down Mr. Isuzu and confronted him with a bag of dog food that I had apparently saved for thirty years for just this moment. He looked at me blankly and said, "I don't know, I sold a lot of dog food back then. I don't remember you." And it was then that I realized that I had the wrong guy, or maybe that I wasn't being stalked at all, and it had all been a thirty-year delusion.

Why did I dream this? 1) I need to buy dog food. 2) I'm reading a book with a lot of Japanese characters. 3) I am being stalked by Joe Isuzu (j/k!). The Tom Cruise bit is a mystery to me.

We won't talk about yesterday's home opener. Suffice it to say the Cubs won't be selling bottled beer at Wrigley this year, and much money was made on 13-run pools across the country. The way I feel right now, I can't imagine actually going to the game tomorrow, but it is supposed to be warmer and maybe I'll feel better by then.


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