semi-conscious ramblings of a somniloquist #21
i drive my parents' toyota sienna to a party that they're hosting at a beach house. at the party, i encounter a long-lost friend. we are both tired and want a nap, which somewhat predictably derails into a long and gorgeous makeout session.
we are interrupted by her ex-boyfriend derek, who is a real person but not her ex in real-life. i avert a potential confrontation by talking to him about biochemistry and teaching little kids. my parents also come into the curtain-drawn, darkened room, and i pretend that i was asleep the whole time.
later, i wind up at the asian food store looking for something green apple-flavored. i wander onto the second floor which sells "american food." it also contains storage for a bunch of green apple-flavored things, but for some reason i can't get to them. in my diligent quest to get to the sweets, i trap myself underneath the bridge that leads to the second floor and eventually underground. there is a river of paint in which construction workers are laboring. i can't cross the river, so i take a set of marble stairs and suddenly find myself under the big dome of the wisconsin state capitol building.
on the second floor, there are three guys playing hacky-sack on the balcony. one of them throws a hacky-sack at me, and i throw it back at him, but miss. this somehow instigates a massive hacky-sack fight involving every person visiting the capitol building at the moment. this escalates to involve tennis balls of varying sizes.
a news flash breaks on the tv screens that are now installed around the capitol, with a segment on disruptive protesting at the seattle capitol building (pretend this part makes sense). the newscasters are complaining about protestors defacing the storefronts inside the capitol. apparently, seattle's capitol building has storefronts. and they are mostly a long row of nothing but starbucks stores. i'm not sure which location i'm in anymore at this point…but home sweet home?
we are interrupted by her ex-boyfriend derek, who is a real person but not her ex in real-life. i avert a potential confrontation by talking to him about biochemistry and teaching little kids. my parents also come into the curtain-drawn, darkened room, and i pretend that i was asleep the whole time.
later, i wind up at the asian food store looking for something green apple-flavored. i wander onto the second floor which sells "american food." it also contains storage for a bunch of green apple-flavored things, but for some reason i can't get to them. in my diligent quest to get to the sweets, i trap myself underneath the bridge that leads to the second floor and eventually underground. there is a river of paint in which construction workers are laboring. i can't cross the river, so i take a set of marble stairs and suddenly find myself under the big dome of the wisconsin state capitol building.
on the second floor, there are three guys playing hacky-sack on the balcony. one of them throws a hacky-sack at me, and i throw it back at him, but miss. this somehow instigates a massive hacky-sack fight involving every person visiting the capitol building at the moment. this escalates to involve tennis balls of varying sizes.
a news flash breaks on the tv screens that are now installed around the capitol, with a segment on disruptive protesting at the seattle capitol building (pretend this part makes sense). the newscasters are complaining about protestors defacing the storefronts inside the capitol. apparently, seattle's capitol building has storefronts. and they are mostly a long row of nothing but starbucks stores. i'm not sure which location i'm in anymore at this point…but home sweet home?