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Favorite Misquote of 2002

During my lunch hour on this wonderful cold and rainy day, I was perusing my favourite jaunts to catch up on the latest news I forget to check when I'm home. Upon reading Neil Gaiman's journal I found the most fantastic misquote that I couldn't pass up. This just goes to show you how the press manipulates the most articulate of people.

Quote as it appeared in the Book Festival newspaper:
"if you don't read Harry Potter books you'll wind up in the attic sacrificing kittens to Satan at midnight".

Actual quote by Gaiman:
"It's not as if kids read Harry Potter books then wind up in an attic sacrificing kittens to Satan at midnight".

As I said, it's cold and rainy. What exactly does that do for me? It allows me to sleep! I haven't had the best sleep as I've been getting since Summer began. The Ukrainian and Polish blood in me becomes excited when the temperature outside begins to drop below 70F. I sleep with my window open and my fan on so that in the morning my room is about 10 degrees colder than the rest of the apartment. Unfortunately for my roommates, I am the reason why the rest of the apartment is 10 degrees colder than their rooms.

In the area of dreams, better sleep means more strange dreams. I love it when my subconscious decides to play with my mind and create some emotionally tied dream that has absolutely no clear representation in waking life. The other night I dreamt that I was dating a guy whose physical features I couldn’t remember except that he was tall. The feeling from the dream was that he was a mixture of my ex-boyfriend, Blaine Capatch from Beat the Geeks, and Neil Gaiman. He proposed to me and gave me a diamond that was completely not what I wanted (despite not wanting a diamond, ever). The packaging was iridescent brown wrapping paper from what I could only think of was a ring from the 70’s. My apartment was filled with rats, dead bodies, and processed cheese was smeared all over the walls. Although how non-esthetically pleasing the apartment was I felt happy and secure; especially in the arms of my boyfriend. But of course when you’re dating a 6’4” demented geek Adonis, it’s kind of hard not to with his arms enveloping you.

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