Awesomely Modest

Jessica and I were going to florida with Justin and JoAnn. I don’t think we were camping, but I was bringing my tent anyways. I had my father drive me over to Jstins house at 3 in the morning for us to leave, and realized I hadn’t brought anything with me, not even my camera. I walkedback home, got my stuff, and drove back in my car. Jessica came with the same things she usually brinrgs everywhere, along with one of the big lseeping bags.

I was taking a summer course with Kelly, and he was explaining how I was in lego jail. I stuffed my shirt with other shirts, in order to give myself muscles. He asked me to go get a bunch of rock slivers and paper together in order to make a capacitor. I got a bunch of them, but took awhile to bring them abck when he wanted the class back with him.

I was in a dark mansion, I think. Trying to get out, I kept killing guys that looked like Jake Busey with a plasma gun or something. It looked like the electricity shooting gun from the Matrix. He kept coming out of a hole broken through a wall.

I was walking up pine street to get to the bus stop on the corner with Justin. He stopped to let a car that was baking up go, but they just stood still. As I passed them I made fun of them and commented on how stupid they were- I think the driver was one of the guys from friends (also in Lost in Space). I got on the bus, which was driven by Benjamin from Short Circuit, and had a dew and a bass guitar with me. The graphics design kid with orange sauconys was asking Jake Wile about installing afew linux things, rather than the entire OS. I put my stuff down and went up to talk with him about it. He had a green shirt with a soccer ball vector image on it, and the name of an avi file off his website on the back.

I was a video editor for music videos and stuff who had left the business for awhile. When I came back, everything that clients wanted was so bad I refused to make. I overwrote an award show with me playing guitar in the studio, and ended it with a crude message.

Jessica and I were then helping Peter with lighting somewhere late at night. I knew I had to be up early the next morning (like I did) and was asking if he knew of anyplace to buy a shirt with a door-opener button on it that said something I don’t remember. Jessica reminded me that we had to be up early, and couldn’t make lemonade for her mother.

There were two big guys with guns on the other side of a prison door-like wall. For some reason I was supposed to go in there and get gangraped by the two of them, or they were going to shoot me. I told them they had to fuck each other first, and they did, quickly, and then one of them went over to a computer for some reason. I jerked off and came through the bars, telling them to keep fucking. I wanted them to be occupied while I reached for one of their guns. The guy stayed at the computer though, so I grabbed one of the guns quickly, and ran into the woods. The guy that was at the computer followed, while the other guy apparently iced his ass. I tried firing at him, but the gun had no ammo in it. Rather than being shot, I surrendered with my hands in the air, but woke up after that.