Luger Cola is a popular soft drink in the warzone that is Paris

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I was in city. I’m thinking Paris or some other city in France. I was part of some sort of prank reality perpetuated by a cleverly designed parody/fake website made by an artist or group of artists. I kept having to go back to the same apartment to do the same prank over and over again, except that new people lived there and their children were openly contempt of my attempts. Not sure why I had to keep doing it.

I was the bad guy and did not feel good about it. Continue reading

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faceless magic midget, fist rays, robot sex slave

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January 20th, 2002

One of my sisters (kinda vague which one) and I were pulling up to what was supposed to be mom and dad’s new house, I guess. She was talking about how she wanted to get another cat for them and I was arguing that it was a bad idea because the place was full of twisty roads and cats could get run over. We decided that a dog was best, and besides that’s what dad asked for. The neighbourhood had white fences and houses everywhere, but it was just a little odd in that there was a complete lack of order or geometry. Continue reading

giant wolves, exploding a table

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January 11th, 2002

How do I manage not to update this thing?

Last night I dreamt that MS [a girl I was living with at the time] was crying. I thought I’d try comforting her to I was all like trying to be nice and stuff and then she yells at me “Get your hands off of me” and starts yelling her head off. I guess either I came off as a little sarcastic and cruel or something, or maybe I was being sarcastic without realizing it, but she was pissed. And then a friend of hers, who was this tubby black chick from [my boss’]’s vacation photos (jeez, talk about obscure character!) came in to defend her. It’s a crappy situation. Some other shit happened, some cool possibly involving monsters, but I don’t remember. Continue reading