Friday, February 20, 2009

part4?K1J2L;34

hanging out w/ the tennis coach in the ghetto, was about to get some taco bell or some shit, but didin't end up getting anything

got a million dollars of sleeping with prostitutes dollars
lets say i used them

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Last 2 Dreams

1. Mom was irritated and flustered and telling us she was going to leave and could come back and parent us. Application on computer showed a loading bar with 23,000$ and increasing. This has some sort of correlation with the fact that she was going to move. It was "Penn" if I remember correctly.

2. Mom was in this dream was well. She was laughing at me because I was unbelievably angered and frustrated. I tried to break a certain window become of something to do with an expensive stage piano, and I couldn't break it no matter how much abuse I dealt. I remember being able to bend the window entirely, which is completely, completely unrealistic.

Sunday, January 4, 2009

Hardcore

Initially, Omer brought me to a hardcore mountain biking path with my road bike, and somehow I went down without spiraling off into a canyon. However, we eventually reached a point where the fissures in the path were too grueling, and I began to walk my bike down. I asked Omer why he didn't bring his bike. He told me he lost it or something. So we ended up at this place with the same type of fissurey rock overlooking the canyon. For some reason, there was a super epic sound system. This girl ( redhead) began to talk to us about my music, and she was pretty much epic. Omer then put on this weird "Yann Tiersen" song that wasn't actually Yann Tiersen. The weird melody in the beginning embarssed me, but it then spiralled into some crazily intense rap song with Classical in the background ( still, completely unlike Jedi Mind Tricks or the like). The girl liked it. At this point in the dream she was an older woman, maybe 35 or something. My mom then came and told me she had to talk to me about something. That something was Preston's birthday party, and she said I needed to figure out what to do before we "split paths". I said I would just show up for the second meal. I went back to the canyon seat, and asked her if she was from Eureka. She said she was, and asked why I knew. I was baffled. I thought that I just had a feeling that she was from Canada, if not Eureka. The second part of the dream was ported to the girls home (she was now a girl). I don't remember much here except for a part where she danced crazily. Her friend also showed up, which Omer was digging on...

Friday, January 2, 2009

mortar & cigarettes

Something happened in Albany, where terrorists were threatening to attack our homes with mortar rounds for some undisclosed (or forgotten) reason. During the time between when we were about to be mortarred, I forgot to take my bike inside, so I dashed out, and dragged it up onto my used-to-be room. This is where I realized it was night. But once I re-entered my house and looked outside the window, a tank was coming up over my car, and it was daytime once again. I kept on imagining our cars getting mortared and exploding outside of the house. When I went out to the garage, there were many people hiding with me, with guns. We tried to make a stand, but were frightened into submission as these weird (not mortar) ball explosives came towards our way. The operator of the tanks were from our school, and it seemed as if they were intentionally missing us.

The second part of the dream involved going to the BART station and waiting. I remembered thinking up this idea of selling cigarettes by the freeway for way more than at a store. For some reason, the title said DWIGHT something, but for some reason, it seemed as if I couldn't spell his name out correctly througout the dream. There was Tyler McFadin and Tommy Garabedian looking at my poster. It seemed as if it was a school fieldtrip or something. When the train arrived, I entered and I saw Jackie. Initially I thought it wqas just her, but it was actually one of her entire art classes. 5 of her friends were dressed is dark turquoise towels placed around their necks like scarves, with very prominent red and corny purple colored robes, as if there was some occasion that merited it. They gave me a reason as to why they were dressed so robustly, but I forget. Jackies teacher began talking, and it ended with something having to do with busking related to sports stars or something. I remember that we were going somewhere awesome

Saturday, October 25, 2008

Killing

I was on a train, and this kid asked if I had parents. He had a buzz cut and a thick jacket and looked kind of severe and harsh. He walked around and I remember somebody else (or him transformed) talking to me about underage marriage. I was arguing against it, and he kept on shooting this gun thing that shot wires so he could basically "fly" around like batman. When he got back up he seemed crazier, and eventually when he was on the bottom platform, I continually disagreed and he told me to get off his platform. I was going to, but then he began fighting me, trying to kill me possibly. I remember being at Ruben's house and seeing a little Mini-Korg 1 octave synth with improper black key placement with a very advanced interface, but with the looks of a electro2. Anyways, back to the fight. I felt in severe threat cause I snapped his wire shooter and he kept on lunging forward at me trying to tear me up with his teeth, so I grabbed him by his feet, and dropped him down head first. I probably killed him.

Friday, October 24, 2008

(some days back)

super weird dream....

I remember Corey, and am delusional upon waking so I did not remember what context she had in the dream. but I also remember a skull i tried to hollow the bottom cause there was bloody bone stuff and I couldn't put it over my head like a mask thing so I put it on top of a book shelf or something. I couldn't get my set up started, and I saw Johnny (from the tennis team) behind the counter thing waiting for my performance. Everybody was waiting for my band performance, but I couldn't get ready. Kyle Kubler was being nonchalant (he was the drummer) and it pissed both me and Travis out even though Travis was kinda just smiling and chilling the entire time. For some reason it was completely normal to have Kyle as a drummer. I was using my pedal board (the wooden one) and it seemed like the pedals I had were more that I ever remembered having in reality. Nils ( weird kid in government class) randomly put on some new effects pedals (they were weird and flat looking) and Matia (Parker's friend) kept on putting on books as if they were new effects or something. They weren't. The books had strange illustrations on them. Once I woke up, I realized the prominence and fear of never getting ready to perform. Prior to that, I remember the fear of performing on television and didn't understand how people could do it so well, even professionals. Before this arc of my dream, I remember being in a huge clothing department store (common motif in my dreams), and was in a rush to find new clothes. I found some nice looking jeans and boxers together and decided to try them, but I never did. I either forgot the next dream arc or went straight to my performance.

Saturday, October 4, 2008

Eh?

I was going to get macaroni and cheese or something with Ethan in SF. I think this has something with me wanting to go to Lovefest consciously. It was night time. I ended up at a food place with two good looking girls as cashiers. Ethan disappeared and Stuart appeared. The menu on the light-up board for the fries were medium and large, but the large was huge. We ended up on a couch or something, and this girl was digging me. She was hot but her teeth were bad. I decided to fight it and I put my head on her lap. Later we took the bus or something. Stuart knew the other girl I wasn't flirting with. He met her in line for one concert. I think I said something along the lines of "shit! I can't even hang out with you guys cause I don't live in NY!" and was saddened. The there was some game inferface thing completely unrelated to the other story. Cool?