Tales from the sun chaser.

Oneironaut let me borrow this Uma Thurman movie. He had two of them, and I wanted them both, but he told me it was a one or the other type thing due to how different the two movies were. Anyways, I ended up watching/being in the movie itself. Uma and I were on a dusty highway heading west, and the perspective kept changing from first to third person. Either way, the whole thing was about this crazy car chase. I wasn't doing too much except being the guy who's like "oh my god, how do you know all of this stuff?", and she was taking out most of the bad guys. Once we got switch seats, and I took over the driving for a bit, and I remember she went outside of the vehicle and took some people out.

That's about when she left, and I found myself in Vegas on Halloween. There were a lot of kids out on the strip dressed up as different characters, and I was trying my hardest not to run any of them over. I arrived at this hotel where D, J, and O was at. Apparently they got there the day before, and I was meeting up with them. We were in a restaurant on the first floor, and sitting in some private section. O knew a bunch of the staff there because he had worked the before. He was introducing me to a few of them, and they asked me about some dance competition I was in. They all told me I should have won, but they couldn't vote for me because they worked there. I told them not to worry about it, and I thought that was going to be the outcome either way.

I tried to tell O about this dream I had during that same night, but he wasn't paying attention to me. He was sort of buried in his laptop looking at DV chat. D, and J told me that I had to sign in, and we went to the lobby. There were theses booths where you could check in, and instead of giving us a total, they gave us receipts of how much we saved. D and J saved about 300 bucks, and I saved 200. D told me I didn't save as much cause I was here for only one day.

We left the lobby and hopped in this party bus with a dance floor on it. I was wondering how much money I had left, and when I opened my wallet, a five flew out. I went to pick it up, and saw a twenty lying next to a guy. When I headed over there, the guy acted like it was his. I picked it up and gave it to him. There was an old man in the middle of the bus dancing to whatever song that was playing, and when it finished, he got his song to play the SAME song again. There was an mp3 player on the wall that he used. The song wasn't bad, but whatever.