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Wednesday, December 05, 2001
Tuesday night was uneventful. Checked into my hotel, and did not do much of anything.
Hotel was packed for a USAFR Leadership Convention. Every Sergeant a Master Sergeant. Every Colonel a Bird Colonel. Caught the end of the IU - ND game. ND gave it a good game, missing a desperation heave at the buzzer and only losing by one. Then, I flipped between Psycho and The Godfather. Difficult when two great movies were on simultaneously. I then crashed early (10:00), a good idea with everybody sick around here. I woke early, and once with a nightmare. I had returned home to my old Baltimore rowhouse after a trip. I could tell it was my old rowhouse, except but for some reason, there was a bar on the first floor and apartments on the upper floors, and a note to call a number, because I was supposed to remove all my stuff. Anyway, a friendly bartender (any other type?) takes me upstairs to where the apartments were, and then I woke. I wish I could remember my regular dreams instead of only my nightmares.
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