4th DJ-Attempt

*It was a little bit stressful day, I was more tired than usual. I got to write some notes. It was what I got:

- .../chimps, like porn actors who don't know how to think but how to reproduce...

- .../a police officer in civil clothes tries to follow me. I let him to get confused and lost away...

- .../I see some people gathered like in a TV show. It's something about a game of telling stories. They broke up the vessels. That way, there's no sequel, just 2 episodes...

- .../It's once again the creepy lady's house where I rented a room, it's mixed with one side of the stairs of my school. I'm playing with some cards on a drawing table. then I'm talking with one of my new neighbors who is testing me. Then he dives into the water that appears around the table. I see him getting back dressed in a Fred Flintstone costume. It looks similar although the feet don't match, it's like an inflated rubber costume. He pretends to push the table-boat using his feet to propel the way the cartoons do to move their cars. I laugh because of his feet got stuck inside the costume, at the end it gets deflated on the table with a pair of scratches in the feet, when the real Fred Flintstone jumps out of the water yelling his classic "yabba dabba doo". Then he propels our boat and his boat with that funny movement of the feet. I end standing on the upper side of the stairs which is adjacent to a window. I see from above a couple going upstairs, to the room which is one level down from my point of view. He looks like Woody Allen and he's talking about a test I have to take by killing somebody. That idea disgusts me, I see them reach the door and get in, my Aunt-mom lets them in. Next to me, there's a woman speaking something about Architecture. I realize she forgot to mention something about the walls. I see her graphic floating on the air, then she splits it in two, explaining something about its design. It's like a tutorial or some...

- .../I hit like in a post, then my wife asks me how could I do that if that's a racist post. I review it once again. It's on a newspaper which shows some pictures of a sad Batman comic. I scroll down the comment to read more. It shows a progression of pictures that lead to some UFO's flying on the pyramids. I couldn't like something like that! I should have read it all first, how stupid! Then I want to write an idea which should stand for something like "in order to dislike some facebook post, one must like it first". We are sitting on a table in a park. There are clothes racks with white sheets all around. I cannot write the idea on the paper. Then my wife tells me I have to hurry up because of the bus is coming. I try to write it down with no success. Then she stands up and goes to the bus station. I want to put all my things back in my bag, but it's all a mess on the table. I know I'm missing the bus and she told me she's leaving without me if I'm not ready. I see the bus, and realize it'll be impossible to put all the things inside the bag, I want to pick all things together up and arrange them in the bus, but my mp3 player and some other things are still on the table. I give up, I miss the bus, feeling horrible. I think I can reach the other station first but I don't know how. I leave the things fall on the floor, thinking for what should I do now. I think perhaps I should wait for her at home until she gets back, I'm confused...