Sunday, November 12, 2006

i'd never hurt a salmon's feelings.

The black mold spores have finally gotten to my brain. It's been a night for Funky-Ass Dreams.

FAD the first: I am hanging out with a roomful of emo highschoolers listening to the newest Modest Mouse. I make some comment about how Good News for People Who Like Bad News was like soooo selling out to the mainstream and between that single and this newest one, which is better? To which they all emphatically agree this one is much better. The catch? There is no new Modest Mouse record.

FAD the second: I am a waitress in a fancy restaurant. Salman Rushdie comes in and asks for the salmon. I giggle and am about to make a wisecrack but suddenly feel deeply sorry for any man whose name sounds like a fish.

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