I wait in line all day and into the night. For some World of Warcraft sequel? I had no idea; I play along. A co-worker admits that he played games as a kid so that he would understand the computers when he got a job and now he has a job to pay for the games. I laugh like it’s a joke, take my box and leave. Outside, it’s midnight and a blisteringly hot summer. But once I step into the car (the old Neon), it flash freezes inside and out. The car is encased in ice and the interior is frosted over as well. I manage to jam the key into the slot and turn — it takes a few turns but the engine eventually turns over. But I can’t go anywhere because the axles are still frozen solid.
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2 Responses to dream.20070731: frozen
Where are the frost giants I’ve begged for protection?
@Mike: I often wonder that myself…