Meh.
Uhg. I called Zanno or something and he was coming by (some cold, dead street and motel room in a snowless winter light). He was coming but I didn't want to talk to him, but I didn't want to be a shitty host and not show up either, uhg. I think Mike or Matt was there. In the end he came by but was taken away by the cops or something.
I remember walking through a park after Zanno got taken up, and it was spring. Grass and shit. People just enjoying how beautiful everything is. I took my shoes and jacket off and put them in a pile, but I kept moving it because more people were coming. There was a river.
Well, right beside this area there was snow and I kept sliding on the ice as if my body was a sleigh. I might have been a rabbit.
I was a small boy and I had the power to fuck around with atoms and shit. The atoms I fucked around with were huge, golf ball size or bigger. They could also bunch together to make a bigger atom. They were bouncey, and squishy, and malleable. Purpley swirls too. Unfortunately the atoms cooled down and stopped moving, and they need to move to make energy to bunch together! So I got to the arduous task of hitting them around and making them bunch up.
I lost the ball atom I was holding down a hall and had to hunt for it. At the end of the hall were to rappers, one being Biggie, and they were really clean. Like, no drugs or illegal activities. One was even working under cover, but he couldn't tell anyone, not even local law enforcement. He was a little pissed. They gave me some sweet beats and I started dancing crazy. I remember what they were singing! "Fake Man, Great Stats, Never had to sit down to empty his crap..." The JFK song from the Professor Brothers. I was groovin' to that, and they approved, so the undercover agent gave me his atomic ball thing. He said he needed it back for good luck in a war, though. So I was careful but it got jacked.
Then I got thrown in a bad war torn place (a room full of war?) and had to look for it. I found George and another suspect, and tried to get it out of the suspect and then just asked George but he was SUPER suspicious. Then I shook him, almost in tears, telling him "IT ISN'T MINE! I NEED IT BACK!" but I don't think it mattered. The war ended and we saw it divided up into 7 episodes, or franchises. It was a pretty short war, too, so 7 episodes was amazing. They were all spave indaver things, kind of like SC.
Now I know why I'm in a shit mood, I'm going to fucking church.