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:: Friday, January 31, 2003 ::

I was at home, awaiting the arrival of my friend. He showed up, and was around fifty years old. That held only momentary shock for me. I hugged him, and lead him to a bench. We sat and talked for a while, then he pulled out a few gifts for me. One was a juicer, with a storage section that came with a lid there was orange juice in it. It was leaking out a bit, so I put my lips up to it and started sucking the juice out. I put it down and went back to some of the other gifts. there were two others, one was chocolate in nature, and another was a peanut butter and banana to make peanut butter and banana sandwiches. I was thrilled that my friend had paid attention to me and gotten me gifts that I had talked about in the past. I hugged him. we talked about going out hiking, so I put my stuff down and went into the other room to find something. He called me back, and when I reached where he was, my eyeglasses fell off my face. I dropped to my knees and tried to find out why, but my vision was blurry, so it was hard. I eventually found out that the piece of the frame that held the screw broke off. My friend offered to fix them, but I explained it wasn't fixable. So I went back to the other room, and rooted around in the desk looking for an old pair. The only thing I could find was a pair of glasses that had a bunch of different colored splotches on it. They were quite funky but very out of fashion. I went out to show them off. He laughed. I suggested I could just wear my sunglasses, then remembered I could wear my contacts. a young boy walked up to us then and warned us about the 'lefbhnd'. He said it was a large line backer that was trying to get us all. We tried to alay his fears, but he insisted. I took his hand and told him it would be ok, and that Id stay with him. We walked into another room where the boy said that this was the window he came in. the window was open. The boy then walked up to the window and yelled out that there was a reason he was left behind and he should stay out, and then he shut the window. I hugged him and he said it was ok. I went back to my room. it was then about 5am and I was in the room in the house I grew up in. I looked out the window and I saw a UPS truck. parked sideways in the road almost as if stuck in the snowbank. I wondered what he was doing out so early, and what he was doing parked sideways in the street. I saw the driver get out with a package. he walked by the house then turned around and looked up my driveway. I went outside, and went to talk to him. He had a box of flowers. I asked him who he was looking for, and he showed me the box, it had my name on it. I said hey, that's me! and smiled. He told me they were delivered cod, and if I paid him now with a debit card I would get the discount. I ran back inside to get my debit card. I grabbed my big ol coat, and started going through my pockets. I found a pair of glasses, which I immeditaly put on. I then found a debit card, which came from a bank I don't do business with, but I grabbed it and ran back outside to pay.

:: posted by the sleeping one 6:01 AM [+] ::
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I was in town, on the third floor of a building. I could see through the walls. There might not have been walls. There was a wood floor. I was dancing, happy to be alone. I didn't want to be around people. I saw some smoke coming up through the floor in the far back corner. I walked over there, but couldn't see what was going on, so I got down on my knees and crawled over there. it turned out that there was just smoke or steam blowing out of a vent a few doors down. I was glad and got up to dance again. I heard someone coming up, so I hid. I heard them yell out that it wasn't safe being up there, but I didn't care. I stayed hidden till they left. I watched them walk away.

:: posted by the sleeping one 5:53 AM [+] ::
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:: Friday, January 24, 2003 ::
I returned to the house. the world was very chaotic. I went to the bathroom to pee, and found the toilet seat up. I didn't know why it was up, but I just put it down and went pee. There was a mess on the floor, so i opened up a cupboard and took out a face cloth. The inside of the face cloth was covered with the same stuff. I threw the clean side of the cloth over the mess and went to change. Walking back through the house after changing, I noticed the toilet seat was back in the upright position. I knew I was alone, so i wondered how that had happened. There was a loud noise outside, so I ran back to my room to see what was going on. THere was an explosion far down the street. I didn't know what caused it, so I turned on the tv. THat's when I found out that a meteor was headed for the earth, to kill us all. I was annoyed there was another one and thought wasn't one meteor enough? I packed up a few things, and decided to head in town. My mother showed up at that point urging me to hurry up. I told her I wasn't leaving with out jack so we grabbed jack, and then I said I needed lizzy, so she grabbed lizzy too, and off we went. I took the cat and the teddy bear from her as we walked in a very hurried manner. we finally arrived at a very large building, that seemed to be a library at one point. There was no one there. Grief stricken, I sat down on a bench. Jack and lizzy had disappeared but that didn't concern me. I looked up and saw the meteor coming, behind it appeared to be the twin towers. I heard a noise. I went to investigate, and it turned out to be a small child. this is where I woke up, but I then went back to sleep and dreamed the same dream again I took the child home. She originally was a girl when I found her, but when we got her home, and cleaned up the child became a boy. I packed him up and hurried out to the car cause it was raining. coming down the street was a large older truck. I quickly told the boy to slide down in the seat. the truck passed us, then seemed to circle us. as it rounded the other side, the boy popped up in a "BOO!" type fashion. I hung my head. the guy in the truck got into the car on the passenger side, and started yelling at me about how impractical I was being.

:: posted by the sleeping one 4:58 AM [+] ::
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:: Sunday, January 12, 2003 ::
I belong to a discussion group, where there was someone who was trying to smear my good standing with others at every chance she could. I tried to be friendly, and ignore most of her rantings, but she openly asked for some help. It was difficult finding the information she wanted, but I spent a great deal of time looking for it, and replied with some helpful links. I got off line, and went out. I needed to go to the college to register for a class. I asked for help, and was told to go to the science building, third floor, all the way to the end of the tram, the door on the left, couldn't miss it. So I stepped on the tram, which was basically moving tile in the floor. It took me past some weird stuff, including the ball drop at the museum of science in boston. the tram eventually ended. it did a little snake back on its self, in a long rectangular patten, then just ended. there was a door on the left, but it was on the other side of the tram and beyond a gulf in the floor. there was another door closer. I took that one. I ran into an older brunette trim woman. I explained I was looking to sign up for class. She took me to a table of folders. she explained what some of them were, one being the research for the final. She pointed out some papers, and explained to fill it out and give it back to her. While I was filling it out, someone else came in, she brought them to the same stack of papers I was working on but didn't talk about the folders. I joked with the person about the final folder. a few moments later she came back and opened the folder, inside were a bunch of letters as if someone had taken a multiple choice quiz. the first letter was c. I handed in my application, she glanced over it and told me I was all set. I was then back on the computer, where I checked in with my discussion group. There was a reply to my help saying I really should have taken some time and done some actual research for my reply. She then went on to answer one of my previous questions, whigh bascially a nonsencical answer. I was ticked off. it was the last straw. I made a huge banner saying what a bitch and a hypocryte she was. it felt good to make it, but something inside me told me to get a second opionion before posting it. so I did, and was told that while I was justified in doing it, that there really was no sence in making it public. I agreed and trashed the poster myself. My friend did tell me it was ok to call her a hypocrite though. So I went off in search of her. I saw her standing across a parking lot type public area, only with no cars. my blood started to boil when I saw her and I ran full force at her feeling like I wanted to clobber her when I got over there, but I stopped short, and told her exactly what I thought of her, including the fact that I spent almost 30 minutes trying to find her answers, and she could not have spent any more than 20 minutes, (because of the timing on the posts) She started to come back with some huffy reply but I had turned away at this point because I heard a friend crying. I went over to comfort her, and she explained she had almost been raped by a guy we both knew. I comforted her more, and told her I would get the goods on this guy. I met up with him while he was back home. We chatted, and he said he was planning on going to a particular spot the next day. I said that sounded like fun, and he invited me to go. I agreed to go with him, and started discussing what he was going to wear. he said he had a pair of shorts, I thought shorts would be too cold, but he said that was what he was going to wear cause he had three pairs of clean shorts left, and then it was back to college. We explored a little bit. Went through my highschool gym, which had changed a little, then through his home, which was a weird series of rooms, that had odd angles. We came to a room he told me we couldn't go in, but he eventually took me in it through a back doorway. he started coming on to me and getting handsy, when his mother started calling to him asking him where he was. he sneaked me out of the room into the garage, where we met up with his mother. She was a nice woman, I made small talk, and eventually he wisked me out of there and back to the college. My friend was surprised to see us together, but quickly figured out what I was doing, and did not come over to confront us. He manipulated me into a lounge type chair in a corner by a door, and again started to get handsy with me. I was about to make a move, when a very loud girlie in trouble scream came through the door. The guy blanched and ran. I looked toward the door and saw splatters of blood come out from under it. I knew he knew what was going on in there, so I ran after him. I caught up with him cause my girlfriend had run interferance. I grabbed him by the arm and yelled at him to tell me what was going on. He muttered incoherantly. so I dragged him back to the door, and charged him to open it and face his demons..

:: posted by the sleeping one 5:41 AM [+] ::
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:: Saturday, January 11, 2003 ::
I planted a garden. A pretty extensive garden at that. I planted lots of flowers, and some veggies, including asparagus. I went off and went into the house. I was called back out a while later, and the veggies had all sprouted up. the asparagus looked like small penises sticking out of the ground There was some weird veggie that had three layers of leaves, each were half circles. One was growing 'naturally' another was growing on an artificial plastic stand. I slid one bunch of leaves off and looked at them and remarked that they would curl eventually, then slid it back on the stand to keep growing.

:: posted by the sleeping one 8:40 AM [+] ::
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