Awesomely Modest

I was out geocaching and there was this one I found that used a key to open and it came out of the ground. I ook the large c ondtainer with me to my car, as I saw what was supposed to be my boss (actually an actor whose name I forget) and his kids coming to the area. I tried to conceal the container as I wakled to the car, but I noticed they were ispecitng the hole in the ground it was from. One of his daughters came to my ar and was able to pull the trunk open. I got out and politeyl closed it, then she cimbed into my car, then her sister did, thet my oss did. They kept asking what I was uu to and I said it ws no ocncern of theisr. They started getting nervous and asking more, saying something like “you humanoids don’t do parks”, I think he thought I was an alien and going to blow up the park. He started driving my car and t hreatening to leave me stranded in the woods and his daughter actually pushed him out for some reason.

Justin wa s in the area for work, but for some reason had his car here. I drove around in a parkinglot and foun dhis car by yautotargetting. I then spent far too much time trying to put a note that asked if he wanted to do dinner on his windshield. Too small, wrote in crappy pen, wrote in sharpie, and theen ajdjusted it under the windshield forever.

I was at dinner with some family and friends anda Justin was saying something about his depression. I rolled on the ground to get over o carla and suggest making ice cream. Peter had beengetting rid ofa nts in his apartment with a hoze.

Unfortunately I was too lazy to get up and type this one immediately after waking up form it.

I got invited into some secret club. They liked me because I ridiculed some other recruitment during his questioning. I got to travel to weird places and walk ver really well made ‘invisible paths’ over water and stuff. I visited osme abandoned hotel that was really nice and cost people 900$/night to stay. There was a ton nof porn magazines on the lobby counter, the place had no power. Then I went back home and peter was helping dad mix alcohol into 2litre soda bottles. We were all headed to IHOP and I was showing mom Me Talk Pretty One Day. I don’t remember anything else.

I don’t remember much. There as some part where some girl shared some weird futuristic taxi with me, and another part where I was climbing around on mountains that were bright orange again’st a blue sky. It was super sandy and I had to put my hand through a couple inches of sand to grab rock. It was also by the ocean and everyone was there with me. I think we were going to order a pizza or something. Mom was saying she could buy a house in the area but it was rpetty hot out.