Author: Cee

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.