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<h1>Zk | [no subject]</h1>
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<p><span class="tag">diary</span> <span class="tag">livejournal</span> <span class="tag">fossils</span></p>
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<p>I just had a huuuuuuuuge dream about FC. I can only remember parts of it, but I get the feeling it spanned several hours - pretty much from when my alarm woke me up until.. like.. now. It featured a lot of a certain fox, and also <lj user="margaras"></lj>, <lj user="tealfox"></lj>, Kevv, Tsuki, and Dr. Kim (!). There wasn’t any real plot, but for some reason it was held in Denver on a hill, and the hang-out was something that wasn’t quite the 16th St. Mall. There were two rows of benches facing eachother in this area even though it was on a decently steep hill. I, of course, kept falling off the benches, being my clumsy self. Also included was a bunch of thinly veiled sexual innuendo, and me trying to climb out of my hotel bathroom via a window, which somehow led me back to a sort of common area for the room. I guess this means I can’t wait x.</p>
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