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wow. feels like years. its cause myspace has taken over my life. sick sadistic website, bain of my existance. i had this dream
its starts where im in this house, i dont recognize it at all and all the lights are out and the sun is just going down making the sky purply orange. im in the house with jake gylnhal..how wever you spell it. and he yells "get down"
and then there are police sirens. this is when my brain decides to tell me i just murdered two people and the police are after me. i escape out of the house and kinda hide in a close by ally. the cops find jake and shoot him on the spot.
weird.
the cops leave, and i think i should play it cool. for some reason i decide ill stay in this town. it reminds me of coppell on crack..or 20 years from now. the bricks are kinda showing some wear and tear. but back to the story i guess.
i live in a mixture between a store and a natatorium. and every thursday i go play poker/bingo in this somewhat run down barn. but on the indside its liek a huge warehouse. and it just so happens i sit down next to the sheriff or deputy or whatnot who was working on the case of the people i killed.
the thing is i carry around these sketchbooks. that in extreme detail describe the murder and and my preperations.
so the deputy sees these sketchbooks and hes like "oh my daughter likes to draw alot" and he grabs the sketchbook.
I jump on him
and rip it out of his hand....not at all suspicious. i had knocked him on the ground and everyone was looking at me.
the rest of the dream is him chasing me through the town. i escape into shopping malls. and theres an elaborate chase scene in a 3 story casino, where i run into one of the muppets from seaseme street. oscar the grouch i think. hes playing black jack on the bottom floor, smoking a cigar.
i dont remember if the dputy ever caught me.
hahaha.
its starts where im in this house, i dont recognize it at all and all the lights are out and the sun is just going down making the sky purply orange. im in the house with jake gylnhal..how wever you spell it. and he yells "get down"
and then there are police sirens. this is when my brain decides to tell me i just murdered two people and the police are after me. i escape out of the house and kinda hide in a close by ally. the cops find jake and shoot him on the spot.
weird.
the cops leave, and i think i should play it cool. for some reason i decide ill stay in this town. it reminds me of coppell on crack..or 20 years from now. the bricks are kinda showing some wear and tear. but back to the story i guess.
i live in a mixture between a store and a natatorium. and every thursday i go play poker/bingo in this somewhat run down barn. but on the indside its liek a huge warehouse. and it just so happens i sit down next to the sheriff or deputy or whatnot who was working on the case of the people i killed.
the thing is i carry around these sketchbooks. that in extreme detail describe the murder and and my preperations.
so the deputy sees these sketchbooks and hes like "oh my daughter likes to draw alot" and he grabs the sketchbook.
I jump on him
and rip it out of his hand....not at all suspicious. i had knocked him on the ground and everyone was looking at me.
the rest of the dream is him chasing me through the town. i escape into shopping malls. and theres an elaborate chase scene in a 3 story casino, where i run into one of the muppets from seaseme street. oscar the grouch i think. hes playing black jack on the bottom floor, smoking a cigar.
i dont remember if the dputy ever caught me.
hahaha.