March 8, 1996 dreams : i was in the breakroom, only it was a real room, plain, white, dirty, small, and i felt like i was being watched, all of a sudden, got real paranoid. amy came in and i asked her when i went on break (so i could know if it was worth it or not to make a sandwich) and she said she didnt know but she had it written down. she gave me a ratty tape, which was supposedly all my answering machine messages recieved since nineteen eighty-eight.