Names have been changed to protect the innocent
11-28-09
I was at John and Betty's house for a party. I remember lying on a bed with John and Amy (from True Blood). We were smoking a j and I was flirting with Amy. I remember us talking about how “anything could happen” because “we’re so wasted.” Next thing you know my alarm is going off and I’ve got to get up to go to work. I get up and start getting dressed. Betty comes in the room and John pushes me into the closet, so I just continue to get dressed in there. I can barely here them, but it sounds like they’re fighting. John opens the closet door and I get out and continue to gather my stuff. “Oh my God, it’s 9:30!! I gotta go!” John pats my cheek, and I ask “what was that for?” He says “it hurt a lot more when Ariel did it” to him, as he rubs his own reddened cheek. She’s super mad; because she thinks John and I have something going on. “Oh, I can see how this looks, but really I was flirting with Amy and we were just all laying here smoking and drinking and passed out. NOTHING is going on with me an your husband” She doesn’t say anything just glares at me and then at John. He speaks for her saying something about how she’s never trusted us, and never wants us to hang out again. I try to explain that if she would’ve stayed and hung out with us three, she would’ve seen that I’m kind of a lesbian and not interested in her husband at all, but she’d ran off with her snobby, cool friends and left us. He says “I think you better go. You’re parked behind Nick” So I go outside where John’s aunt gives me this dirty look and I get in my car. It’s all wet because I left the sunroof open and it rained. As I’m driving through a fancy neighborhood (Clayton or Ladue) I’m in the straight lane at a light, a man in the right turn only lane tries to run me off the road, so I speed up to get away. He skids and squeals and follows me into a store where we fight. I’m in a small town and everyone takes his side. The whole time I’m having trouble with my clothes, nothing fits right and keeps riding up, and exposing my naughty bits, which helps to distract people.
Really awful dream last night:
Matt and I are getting off hwy 170 onto the rockroad, and we see lions in the tall grass on either side of the hwy. I tell him that they were Oprah's lions that escaped and have migrated down here from Chicago. I tell him to hurry up and roll up the windows, but he says "look they're coming over" they get to the car and start smelling us. Then start ripping into us, trying to eat us. I pray for the light to turn green. As soon as it does, I try to reach the gas pedal, but I can't. I yell for Matt to try, but he can't either. I'm screaming for people around us to help. If they could just distract the lions. Finally I hit the gas, but the car is too heavy with all these lions and won't go. A couple of the lions do get distracted by other people and I'm finally able to go. I grab Matt who is hanging half out of the car and drive to QT which is a police sub station, they'll help us. As I'm driving under the hwy overpass, the lions give chase. They're huge and able to climb and jump the viaducts. As soon as we get to the QT I run in, still pulling Matt's chewed up body behind me and scream/shreek to the cops to help "LIONS!" I lock the door and run to the bathroom and lock that door. I come out to find the lions dead, shot by the cops. Medical workers are attending to Matt and my wounds. Matt's really torn up. How could this happen. Then the cops bring in lion cubs. I hysterically scream and run back into the bathroom. They say "it's only a baby, don't be afraid" I say "we were just brutally attacked and you think it matters that these are small? what if you were abused by a priest would it be any different if he were short?" (wierd analogy, I know, it came form watching "ugly americans" before bed) finally I get the cops to leave me alone with the lions and decide that I need to go. Me and Amy start walking down woodson to go to her Dr. Why are we walking? I'm so scratched, and barefoot. finally we get there but they're closed. I end up at Jeremy Baker's house where he lives with his fiancee "linda" and there baby. Jeremy remembers all this stuff from 8th grade, like oh yeah he borrowed $.75 for a candy bar and 13 years of interest is now $25. Also their house is painted just like mine. I need a mini van, Jeremy's got the hook us. All these people from highschool who I don't remember are like "hi, did your lips get bigger?"
