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[ elusive fuzz magnet - 03.05.04 ]
[ accidental hair - 03.04.04 ]
[ primary time - 03.02.04 ]
[ on: the gm & oscar night - 03.01.04 ]
[ that familar foreboding - 02.27.04 ]

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[ 02.27.04 ] [ 2:30 pm ]

i woke up this morning with the familiar sense of foreboding. this happens sometimes. my mother experiences the same phenomenon. i have her to blame (thank) for it.

*car accident*

crept into the back of my mind, amidst the myriad of other thoughts as i performed my morning tasks. it's a similar feeling to when you can't quite place the name to a face, or lyrics to a tune. it sort of hovers, and waits to be acknowledged.

so i was extremely cautious on my morning commute.

about 10:20 this morning, when martini-man (who is now our boss) and the gm left for their 10:30 appointment down the street, is when it happened.

a muscle car imposed itself on the driver's side of the japanese sedan, at 60mph.

thank goodness for side airbags.

we're still waiting for the others to return from the hospital with news.

cast of characters:

bluefunk Win

Boss zoolander cfo

captain gucci boss2

raver mommy


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