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I had this crazy dream last night.
I was hanging out at home, and Scott and Jeremy were there, and there was some third person there too, it might have been the devil, that kept encouraging them to get mad at me... about some game we'd been playing, because I had lasted longer in it, and they thought I wasn't being a team player. So we were in the kitchen arguing, and finally Scott picks up my big knife, and throws it at me, and it flies across the room, but luckily turns flat-side out, and hits the magazine I'm reading, but then I'm holding my breath waiting to see if it lands point-side down and cut open my abdomen. But luckily it doesn't. But I'm so upset at them both, that I announce I'm leaving, and I don't even pack any of my stuff up, I just leave.
I'm walking down the street and I see some charter buses, so I get in line to get on one. They're arranged more like shitty restaurant lounges inside, and all the good seats are taken, but I end up finding a table for one to sit at, at a tiny little table.
So I go on a ride all the way up to Vancouver, BC, and I forget what happened there.
Then on the way back, Shawn makes a living by robbing places of business along the highway, and then stealing big trucks to get away, and he robbed some inn and then stole a big old truck, but he tried to turn, and it was really unresponsive, so he went crashing the wrong way onto the freeway and bashed into the charter bus, but it didn't stop running, the roof just ripped off and anyone not buckled in, or hanging on blew away, and I could see that a couple people on the bus were grim-reapers, which was sort of funny, and there was lots of drama as people tried to hang on, and some just let go.
But somehow, we got to Lynnwood okay, and I wanted to buy some little knick-knack thing, that I thought was a quarter, but I took it to the counter and it was 26 cents, and I didn't have anymore change, so I had to give him a five dollar bill. Then I saw Yong-Sung, and it was his dad's store, and I told him that the next time Shawn and I came up to BC, we'd stop by and visit, but secretly I was afraid that if we really did, that Shawn would rob them.
I was hanging out at home, and Scott and Jeremy were there, and there was some third person there too, it might have been the devil, that kept encouraging them to get mad at me... about some game we'd been playing, because I had lasted longer in it, and they thought I wasn't being a team player. So we were in the kitchen arguing, and finally Scott picks up my big knife, and throws it at me, and it flies across the room, but luckily turns flat-side out, and hits the magazine I'm reading, but then I'm holding my breath waiting to see if it lands point-side down and cut open my abdomen. But luckily it doesn't. But I'm so upset at them both, that I announce I'm leaving, and I don't even pack any of my stuff up, I just leave.
I'm walking down the street and I see some charter buses, so I get in line to get on one. They're arranged more like shitty restaurant lounges inside, and all the good seats are taken, but I end up finding a table for one to sit at, at a tiny little table.
So I go on a ride all the way up to Vancouver, BC, and I forget what happened there.
Then on the way back, Shawn makes a living by robbing places of business along the highway, and then stealing big trucks to get away, and he robbed some inn and then stole a big old truck, but he tried to turn, and it was really unresponsive, so he went crashing the wrong way onto the freeway and bashed into the charter bus, but it didn't stop running, the roof just ripped off and anyone not buckled in, or hanging on blew away, and I could see that a couple people on the bus were grim-reapers, which was sort of funny, and there was lots of drama as people tried to hang on, and some just let go.
But somehow, we got to Lynnwood okay, and I wanted to buy some little knick-knack thing, that I thought was a quarter, but I took it to the counter and it was 26 cents, and I didn't have anymore change, so I had to give him a five dollar bill. Then I saw Yong-Sung, and it was his dad's store, and I told him that the next time Shawn and I came up to BC, we'd stop by and visit, but secretly I was afraid that if we really did, that Shawn would rob them.