Backroom fun

Posted by Jae on August 31st, 2002

I was helping my father clean out some of the back rooms of our house… I was amazed to have never seen these rooms before, other than the hallway which looked like a parking garage. I asked if we could get some mats for me to practice Capoeira and b-boying on, but because we were cleaning these areas out so they could be used I was told no.

There were then two dining room like areas that I had never known existed, we moved furniture around in there. It was well lit, not dusty… It looked used, even though we never had. There was what looked like spoiled milk in a gold pouring thing, mum said it was fine though

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It’s fun to play brain-architect

Posted by Jae on August 29th, 2002

I was asked by Jo to go to a movie with a bunch of people, including Justin. I went to what was apparently his house, nothing like his real one. I played with Evan out in the front for a bit, and then tried getting him inside. I was having trouble since it had been so long. Jo then came out and offered me some help, I then went to put a tupperwear plate into the sink. On the way I walked past Justin without acknowledging his presence, he had shaved his head and was wearing a visor. I forced a tiny ‘hi’ out for his mother, and then was very friendly with some friends of theirs who I had never met. I introduced myself to one or two of these people, one said he’d see me after he got back from a golf game as we all headed toward the van.

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Diamonds!!

Posted by Jae on August 26th, 2002

There was a 25000$USD diamond that was being kept in my room by the foot of my bed. It was surrouned by an electrified chain-link fence that required an access card to deactivate. I had a card attached to my wrist with a zip-tie. I woke up, and my card was gone. After a bit of looking around (I didn’t feel panicked) I found it under my bed.

I was then told by to go to this restaurant by somebody, so I did. When I got there, Andy Richter was behind a window babbeling and having spilt what looked like soy sauce all over the front of his shirt. Lots of it. He went into the back and I entered the building, they were cleaning up for the night. I said ‘hi’ to the manager, and read a sign on the wall that mentioned a contest. It said to bring your food in, and throw all of your onion rings onto the ceiling. Then pickles, and then the rest. I didn’t hesitate. I threw the bulk of my sandwich up all at once, and it all stayed on the ceiling. I asked the manager why they don’t coat the ceiling with plastic or something, and they pointed out that in the area you are supposed to throw your food at, it is.

I looked over at the main sandwich on the ceiling, and it was not in this area. I apologized as the manager cleaned it off. Even without the plastic it was removed without a problem.

Then the manager took Andys cheque over to my work, walking with me across the street. My assumption was that his accountant still worked there, and he made his manager bring it over for him. I never made it to my car (woke up) but it seemed like some sort of party was in the street as the two of us left the restaurant.

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Wishful thinking perhaps?

Posted by Jae on August 25th, 2002

I was in one of the art rooms at school while my old 2d-design professor was on the phone with her daughter. Tym was playing with his new laptop, and I was playing with the sleek little iBook that was my new laptop. They both teased me for not knowing how to do anything at all with the thing.

I also faded in and out of playing pack-rat in Halo online (probably this is because I was playing until 7a)

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Michael Jackson, and LIPS. Roowwl

Posted by Jae on August 21st, 2002

I was walking through many puzzle rooms, very influenced by Eternal Darkness. I ended up back at the Flaggie hostel, and asked if Mitch could do me an enormous favour. Get me two tickets to the Michael Jackson concert from L.I.P.S. (the apartment people next to the hostel) so my friend and I could go. He told me it wouldn’t be a problem at all, they had two tickets left and he’d be glad to get them for me. If there was more, I don’t remember it.

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These dreams get annoying

Posted by Jae on August 20th, 2002

Was at the movie theater with Tym. We saw Jo & Justin together at the other end of the theater. After the movie ended, Tym pointed out that they looked back at us. I commented that the stupid green hats they were wearing didn’t make a good cover, and called Justin a prick. He made fun of me, and I then grabbed the plexiglass covering from a Dunkin Donuts sign to hit him with.

We then were at what looked like Harding St. right by his old house. He was trying to walk up the road to get away from me, but there was something to do with oil going on. He and JoAnn called back at each other, she was nowhere in sight though. Hitting Justin with the plexiglass didn’t hurt him.

Then I was in a conversation with Jo, she told me she wanted to have a kid. I flipped out and told her she isn’t ready for that, and is way too young to have a baby.

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Bang, zoom, too the movies!

Posted by Jae on August 19th, 2002

I went to the movies with Tym and found that Evan was in the theater. He sat next to us and we talked and enjoyed the movie. Afterwards I went to Jo’s house where they were making dinner. She looked upset at me, and then told me I may want to hide. Right as she said that Justin said hello to me, and I chased after him and started punching him. It wasn’t hurting him though and he laughed it off.

I was kicked out of the house, and when I got home he was outside by his car. I continued beating on him and trying not to let his laughing get to me.

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Think about it

Posted by Jae on August 17th, 2002

I kept breaking into the Jokers house, which was guarded by Will Ferrell. The house was on what seemed like Wheelocks fields, with a pool and no school there.

I would sneak into the attic to try and learn about the aliens, since they weren’t co-operating. There was a plexiglass window cut into the floor of the attic, and one corner had a hole cut from it for a bunch of the Jokers people to jump through after a dance number they did. They caught high-tension wire and slid down after jumping through.

I found that putting a magnet between the speakers on a TV would descramble the signal, and I was able to watch about the aliens. I had to run to the corner, where the attic had an open wall with a railing. Will saw me and came down as I jumped over the railing and tried working my way to the left. He got the jokers attention, though, so I jumped down and ran around the perimiter. Will followed me, telling where I was each step of the way. When I was outside the fence by the pool, I picked up a large rock and walked over to him, saying “I’m leaving, stop fucking following me.”. He walked back to the house, and I ran through the field.

I heard them talking over in the area where I first jumped out from. They were commenting and laughing at the fact that I had stepped in dogshit.

and I woke up

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Don’t bike to Lowell

Posted by Jae on August 16th, 2002

I swear I’ve had this dream before, or it a movie I’ve once seen.

I’m one of 4 or 5 kids, trying to get someplace (the name was Lowell). We were riding very old and little bikes together, it had a “Stand by me” sortof feeling to it, this dream. We followed a road to its end, and it turned out to be a horse farm, where the moment we turned around our horse was inside the kitchen window of the only house, hanging by a hook. I snuck inside and took the horse down, and then soon as I looked back, the girl in our group was up on the hook. The large woman who lived in this home had taken her down and refused to give her back, she wanted someone to play card games with.

The rest of us stayed outside for awhile until the lady allowed us to stay in the garage, where we could watch she and our friend play games together. The house wasn’t very dirty, but she never cleaned.

One day the phone rang, and an officer asked her if she had seen us children. She waved at us to quickly leave as she was told to enter us in a contest to win a car, and to act like it wasn’t a set-up.

As we were riding away quickly, I rolled down the hill and had to walk my bike back up. Two of my friends vanished infront of my eyes, and I called to the girl asking why. I got no response. I asked afew times, and then realize it was because they had lied, though I don’t know when or what about, I was the only kid who spoke in this dream.

We sat down on the curb of a drive-thru resteraunt, and started throwing small rocks across the parking lot and at cars. A clown band began playing, and we started dancing to their music. They started egging us for money, and the girl started walking away. I called for her, and eventually began following her. The main clown called to me as I walked away, and his band left him in a fit.

I don’t remember anything else, but this feels way to familiar.

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