Buttons!
Posted by Jae on October 24th, 2002
I was pulling buttons off of my shirt, and putting the thread into the lint thing on the dryer .
Posted by Jae on October 24th, 2002
I was pulling buttons off of my shirt, and putting the thread into the lint thing on the dryer .
Posted by Jae on October 22nd, 2002
For some reason I can’t fathom, Kevin and I just began fighting for no reason in the Lacroix yard. Basically it was my beating him with a giant wooden panel. I don’t know why, Kevin’s a good american.
Posted by Jae on October 19th, 2002
I was swimming around in a pool. My sunglasses were working like goggles, and letting me see clearly underwater. I was collecting puzzle pieces for a little girl, they were hidden around the pool. Many were hidden under a ledge at the bottom of the pool walls.
My contact case fell out once or twice from my pocket, and there was another girl helping to find pieces that looked like Pia.
After we had found all the pieces, the girl said we could stop looking, so I held her by the waist and lifted her up over the water and carried her around the pool. She leaned back and dipped her head underwater to slow me down, and I was having trouble breathing.
Posted by Jae on October 14th, 2002
I was working with afew other geeks in a sectioned out large gym. We were sitting at a table playing with the controls to a hi-tech helecopter, trying to land it in a government zone. Each time we tried, a “mini granny” as I called it fired rockets when we got too close. It was basically a black limosine that acted like Herzog Zwei “granny”’s.
In multiple attempts to land, we managed to piss off the government, some schools, and the post office. People worried about the first two the most, until one of us mentioned the only one worth worrying about was the post, saying we’ve obviously never been on their bad side before. Just as he said that, the power went out, and I followed him through moonlight to the front of the gym and helped to open the area up to allow more moonlight in.
I started opening windowshades, and my hand hit something squishy. A huge pile of tiger crap. It wasn’t smelly, but it was crap. I felt a small cat claw my leg playfully as I walked around other places, and adjusted my shoe which ended up having more crap in it.
The other guy started taking down the multiple sections of the gym, so that it would be one open area. I thought of what I’d do if a llama or some other long-necked animal would do if it pulled me head first into a pile oc crap, and i couldn’t breathe.
Posted by Jae on October 13th, 2002
I started off skating with a bunch of kids in a group learning how to skate, I was telling them how to do rail grinds while they couldn’t even walk between the rails.
I then was playing some board game in Peters room, and was teasing who I think was Donna, when she asked for a pillow to lean on.
Then I ended up in a resteraunt on a date with some girl that was angry with me. She started off sitting across from me, and I asked her to move to the seat next to me so we could talk better. She started crying and explaining how she knew I wasn’t looking for a girlfriend and some other things, and asking why I’m so mean and sarcastic all the time. I started explaining to her the rules of my family, and woke up in the middle of explaining, but she refused to believe they were true and that I was just dry and sarcastic.
Posted by Jae on October 6th, 2002
I was in a hotel someplace with Jo, and she kept saying things that she had hoped would purposely upset me.
Then I woke up for a minute, and fell back asleep. I then dreamt I was parking at a simpsons amusement park, and when my car headlights were on a lamp post would turn into a golfing Scratchy. When I walked over to it with a golf club, another post turned into an Itchy, whose head I hit a ball off. Then the Scratchy turned to me, and hit Itchys head off towards me.
Posted by Jae on October 6th, 2002
I had cleaned my room up (as I really did), and on the floor there was a huge worm crawling around. we tried catching it with a towel, but it got away. It came back out and onto a wooden board covered in dots. I was watching the worm as it suddenly splitup into more of these dots, and they all began slowly moving off the board. I tried using a lighter to kill them, which didn’t do anything. I ran to the bathroom to find something else, and mom suggested I use a knife. I grabbed a flat metal knife looking thing, and use that to smush the dots on the carpet. Their guts got on my thumb and hardened very quickly and I just kept going back and fourth rubbing the metal thing along my carpet and smushing them.
Posted by Jae on October 5th, 2002
It started off with my going to multiple fast food resteraunts and getting lots of food. McDonalds, however, had nothing for me. It reminded me very much of the bus ride from Albuqueque to Flaggie. The last place we went was Dunkin Donuts, where I got a Boston Creme and Choco Glaze, hoping I could stomache them after all the other food I had had.
I was then in a VIP area of an opera house, it was dark, and there was a plate next to me of donuts which I was told were free for me. I screamed loudly in joy and quickly ate two Boston Cremes, they felt day old. I was actually the composer for whatever was going on here, and I was the cartoon dog composer.
Next, I was a female Martial Artist in a place similar to the broken down and flaming level with the Flamethrower Nazis in Wolfenstein. Using various weapons like monkey wrenches (from a Late Night sketch), sweeping grenades away with sponge brushes (from seinfeld and sculpture class), knives, I think bird calling squeeky things for some reason, and removable claw hands from previously mentioned movie. I was fighting my way down to the basement, and fighting a man who had taken me on a date. We met in a construction area and began fighting. I made it down to the basement, everything was coloured gold and it was a large area. I woke up before beating the man I had been fighting, he was threatening that I’d be fighting someone much stronger the moment he went down.
Posted by Jae on October 4th, 2002
This is from a nap I fortunately was just woken out of by the phone ringing.
I was staying at what I think was supposed to be my grandparents house, and it was focused primarily in the bathroom. Basically it was just clips of my using the toilet for #2 several times. At one point I came in and there was toilet paper on the seat, and a dead wasp on the paper. I threw both into the toilet and flushed it. I was barefoot, and noticed that the floor was wet underneath the toilet. It was dripping slowly, apparently overnight. I got up to try another toilet and was splashed in the face by water shooting out of the shower drain.
I turned the sink on to see if it was a problem too, and the toilet filled up with disgusting coloured water, and shit. I started feeling sick from having this water on my face and feet, and freaking out not knowing what to do to clean myself. I only tried to wake Peter for some reason, who was unresponsive. Ugh, I’m glad thats over.