Tag: Dreams

Kevins had assigned some weird work/art project for everyone. I actually had a bit of a head start on it at first and predrilled most of the way through the plastic to make the box. I think we were makeing some kind of weird whistle. On the day everyone else was working on it, I couldn’t find my plans for it. Jenn was getting special treatment because she had met all of the board members that morning. I eventually got tired of wasting so much time looking for my project, and asked kevin for another. he went to the bathroom for a few minutes and came out wondering where mine ewnt. I thehn realized that everything was attached to my project box. I wetn o the shop and finished drilling the holes. Dwayne demonstrated his crappy whistle.. News got to me that gunny had died in his slep, and I was consoling ian. My whistle was also partly made of clay, which I was working on in Kelly’s classrom. I asked if hem inded me using more and he pointed to some crappy pig designs with jewerlery on them. Kevin asked if they were as nice as his hog with jewerly on them or something gross like that. Some waitress came down with a tray of breakfast food, asking if we wanted any. By the time kelly and I got to it, there was just a dnish and a half of a donut left. We bodth wanted the danish, but that actor that plays Ranmons brother on everybody loves raymon took it. We both said something about the jew taking the last good thing.

I was some anti-social girl and the family I was with kept going to therapy lesons to try and fix someone else i think. I eventually somehow figured out that the lssons were meant to trick me into giving information, and that my “family” didn’t exist. I started seeing them as the robats they were, which were clunky and primitive looking. They just put out som esort of aura that made you see them as real humans or something. My “therapsist” was in on it, but felt bad and tried to help me. She gae me some glowing block with a sntencil to roughly draw letters in the robot’s language. When I wrote it down and showed it to my “father” he hit me in the head with a frying pan, which my “monther” then tried to melt.

Later, I was with Chad, I think. We were at some party and some minor character from Ghostbusters was thre. We wanted to get a picture of us with er. there was also some musical contest going on and I tried telling Chad to give me more Fela Kuti.

Jay was coming up to visit me. When he got here, he was posting some gaming coupons up on the wall at the airport. The airport was under construction though and we had to walk through weird tunnels and it looked pretty run down. He kept giving off a fake laugh as he posted them, and people started scrambling around looking for them.

When we got outside to our busses, I hopped on one and sent him a txt wondering where he was. He had just finished peeing by a bush and was on a different bus, so I told him to get the fuck oer to my bus. The bus had been organized by last name, and when he got on and sat in the front, some kid said he liked front-to-front. I’m guessing because normally the bus is empted front-to-back. We switched seats so we could sit together, wondered what the hell was up with that kid and hugged. He said he wasn’t feeling well though. We had soemething plalnned to tdo, but suggested he get some rest in the hopes that he’d feel better for the rest of the visit.

I was at some friend’s wedding. Forget who’se. I was sitting down at a long table with some old friends and I had a hat on. I saw my old friends Christine and Mikey from across the street, and I took off the aht. A ucte japnanese girl sat down in one of my friend’s seets and I offered smy lap to her if she gave the seat back to my friend.

I was then at trish’s wedding, which was going really slowly until she was pulled into dancing by her husband. She was wearing a suit and all of the cards just said she was helpful, which I found to be hilariously insulting. A couple people got mixed up in whose sunglasses were whose.

Hhen I was waling around and dancing with some guy carrying a stupidly large boombox. It was the size of a guitar case. He was plaing “Now that we’ve found love” at a moderate volume at cars on the tstreet. There was an 8′ wire fence up between the street and the sidewalk, preusmably to stop rocks sfrom hittng houses, athough I heard one go through someone’s window. Walking back to my house as the guy played that cheesy song, I did stupid dancieng moves. At the end I kicked a bucket of wet cement, thinking it was going to be solid, and got some on my pants.

Tym & Steve were over and we were trying to make a new sport.  My idea had something to do with frisbee and pizza.  The pizza didn’t look very good, though.

I told them to hold on for a few minutes so I could to my room and change my pants, since I apparently wet them.  When I finally was dressed again, I went to meet them and Jessica was there saying how much she missed everyone.  The bricks in my bedroom were displaying our IP addresses.