Journey Toward Nothingness.

January 12, 2011
I am in a huge baseball stadium. my dad and my mom and my brother are watching a game. we can barely see because we are so high up. i look at the jumbotron instead. when i look back down, we have suddenly teleported to a grade school gym and we are watching my other brother play basketball. his team is losing. he starts to get mad and throws a temper tantrum on the court. he refuses to cover his man and i start going ballistic and yelling at him. at one point he sits on the court. the opposing coach comes over to calm me down and i beat the living shit out of him. then i turn and walk out the door. i have been transported to a dark, neon, clublike setting. in the room to the right is a big bar and a stage at the head of the room. my friend grabs my arm and says lets go to the scary part. scary part? what scary part? we go down a hallway near the entrance and we proceed through a haunted house like area. it is sort of scary. not really though. when i open the door to the exit, i wake up.