Don’t pee on my floor!

Louie peed in the apartment and I asked Jenny whether she wanted to clean it up or take him out tofinish.  She didn’t answer my question, but answered with something general that didn’t pck between the two.  I asked again, specifying to choose one or the oter ad she kept giving general answers and not choosing one.  I satrtoed getting more and more frustrated and veentually i think told her to take him and go.  Then a bat started flying in and out of the house, which was now my parents living room.  It flew in and out a few times and then landed on the floor.  Its wings folded up like an imperial shuttle, but all all four sides.  It then started lighting up really brigt, and i noticed it was also peeing on the floor.  My appreciation and love of bats then went out the window and i started swatting it with a broom and its bits floated alround the room like ashes.

ZZzzzzap!

i was with peter, andy, storm and his dad we were off walking along some dirt path for some reason. wi were going to send off a remote control toy of some sort i think, and stor’ms dad had brought a huge asss antenna so we conld control it from far away. i noticed that the entenna was close to some power lines so i warned him about it. he was dam nclose to touching when i pointed it out and the surprise of how close he was caused him to jump in shock and cause a spark to hapen. he dropped the antenna and it fell leaving the power lines alone. andy went over and slapped at a loose wire trying to get it onte theg round. we all yelled at him but he was slapping it anyways it caused another small spark but he then ran away. then a huge arc of electricity reached out for him and pulled him up to the top of the tower, several of the others all ran to try and knock him down but ended up getting pulled up themselves. i frantically tried dialing 911 knowing it wouldn’t do any good and woke up.

later, i was at some huge operahouse my parents gave me tehir ticket as they had been upgraded to better seats. i was sitting next to some old douchebag looking guy and decided to wander around for a bit until it started. by the time it had started i couldn’t find my seat and was wandering back and fourth using my parents as a center of navigation. eventually i found the seat but it was had it s back facing the stage and there was a curtain blocking my view as well. i started leaning around it and poking my head through the curtain and felt some pulling. i figured the douche behind me was getting annoyed with me and ignored it. then it tugged harder and i pulled my head out to look what was going on. the theatre wasopening it up for everyone’s view. theni wasbiking with several other people and tym on a tour group of east la. we had croppy little bikes and were being guided by a n old lady. she borught us through some shady spots and old dilapitaded mictonalds storage aresa that hadn’t been touched in 20 years. we wanted burgerking and it sounded like there was one just a block away. wen we got to that bloc we could see there was no restaurant and it was all houses. tym went off on his own so he could touch some well known bad street. when he came back we started heading back to the lady’s house. ice t was driving a plow truck and groad ing us all into riding past his plow to get onto the bike path. we all mostly made it, the old woman stayed behind to deal with him. moments later he was flying thorugh the air and landed on the ground next to us, telling us to have a safe day. we got back and i tripped over her little shin-high fence, before leaving to walk around on my own. i found some old thrisft shop that was laid out over a parking lotand the dog i was walking found a rope he liked. i thanked the shop owners on the way out and then we walked into a bird store and looked around

Goofy Conan doll.

I was messing around with dns settings for mmy clentwhile wotching conan, and then started looking into conans settnings as well. i was cleaning out expired ecrtificates and when the show ended there was saome goofy doll looking conan shaking hands with everyone. it was almost lifesize and conan ended up trying to get it towarsds the frunt to look at it. eventually he brought it outside and realized it was a little girl with some bizarre musical toy, and two conan masks on each side of it. he started cracking up as she played it more and then ended up going for a ride in a car with it standing up over the roof. eventually her toy’s sax blew away, and so conan started playing his own hhile driving

I think I’ll call it “ground”. I wonder if it’ll be friends with me.

My dad was playing a clint eastwood-like character at some western ranch thing.  He started off as a bad guy wao had been captured and slowly started going crazy and messing with the warden and other inmates.  Later on it nurned out that he was tho only person there at all, and was playing all the characters.  After that, dad, peter and I got some goofy torphy for something, and somehow ended up livinsg under a bush in the winter with another group of people who wantedour trophy lived in the barn and took it from us.  One day they tied it to a rope and threw it down at us and i caught it.  I pulled out my knife as they started running on their horses to drag me around, and fortunately cut the rope before i got dragged very far.

After that, we ended up being players in avideo game and i fell off a hig hledge intoa void.  My body exploded everywhere, and I just kept respawning with my body way up in the air above the voidand falling.  Eventually I got bored, and started moving as I fell through the air so that I’d land on people.

Later on I neded up watching something on TV about orcas but had to watch quietly to not wake anyoen up.  Dad ended up watching with me, and eventually I was seeing orcas dropped way hup in the sky and watching as they landhed or splattered in the shallow ocean water.

Hugh Jackman is a dick.

Jenny and I had a small house and Hugh Jackman started letting his friends sleep over.  We found this out whne we came into the living roomand saw 3 or 4 people and a coupel dogs laying on the floor and couch. We started off politely asking what they were doing here and asking them to leave.  They did, but hesitantly.  Then noticed that there were a bunch of dogs in the back room and a bunch of people had humped on the bed while we were letting the others out.  We kept letting more and more people out, apparently Hugh had posted our address on a Wikipedia page about couchsurfing.  We eventually got him to take the address down, and systematically went through each room and locking it after clearing it out.