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Dream4.09

4:09am CST Sunday 17 December 2000

(dream)

taking the 45 RPM 7" off the turntable, putting the Soul II Soul 12" on and slinging it forward to the right spot, then just moving the needle to the right spot.

The music played and I watched carefully the label as it turned to know how far back it must be spun backwards to get the desired effect.

"Back to life, back to Reality," and I slung it backwards, ytilaeRotkcab,efilotkcaB "Back to life, back to Reality" ytilaeRotkcab,efilotkcaB

And my friends looked up at me in surprise. "I have just barely barely started to tlearn how to scratch," I explained. I was afraid I hadn't "done it right" or had scratched maybe an inappropriate section of music.

"I don't like the version of ________ where they took out the long intro," my friend commented.

"Yeah, and since Bjork died, they really shoudn't have messed up her song."

"What??" I exclaimed. "Bjork??? No way!!!"

and I woke up.

Dream8.09

8:09am CST Sunday 17 December 2000

(dream)

I had a tiny little radio transmitter and a tiny battery and it was so cool that they could be hooked together to make a radio!

On a bus, but I asked my bus driver something and then got off the bus, and when I tried to get back on the bus, she had alreday left. So I got back on a different bus; they were all going to the same place for a school function, and I just needed to get there. The bus driver gave me a little flack: "You can't do anything or I'll kick you both off."

"Both?"

"You and your wife." She indicated the girl standing beside me (whom I had never seen before; I didn't even know she was behind me.)

"Um, okay." I figured that I'd help out this random person and let her get on as well without having to plead the bus driver as I had just done.

We arrived at our school function place.... something about people wanting to gohang out somewhere else.. I don't remember exactly.

dudeWheresMyCar

17 December 2000

We just saw Dude, where's my car? The 10:30 showing was the last of the day and at the end of church the youth group decided to go there.

At 9:45pm Wende and I got home from TCS Gift Exchange party. I was all, ziiiiinnng to drive up to the theater. It was 10:33 when I arrived, so I went in and looked for the group. Couldn't find them, so I talked my way past the ticket taker guy and went in to the screening room. couldn't find the group so I sat in a solitary seat just in front of the front rail. There were some rows of seats in front of me.

Movie was good and funny, and after the outtakes, I saw my group on the Front Row. All of them with sore necks I imagine from looking up at the screen.

12:35 am 18 December 2000

My water is hot. So hot that I can't drink it. "So hot that I put 3 cubes of ice in it and it melted," dictates Susie. We are at IHOP and I asked for hot water cause it's freezing outside. The guy brought a glass, a *glass* of HOT water and was all "whew. that's hot. You might want to use a napkin or something to touch it."

I was all, "That was very brave of you," and "that certainly wasn't my intention for you to burn your hand."

I can't imagine how hot that must have been on his hand!!

12:59 am

Now at IHOP Cassie, Meg, Susie, Katy are telling funny stories.

Meg writes:

what up, rob? so i guess that's all i can say. i am starved for inspiration lately; every bit i can conjure goes in to my webpage. hey, my webpage! check it out, i'm fixing it up...if you pay attention and sweep your cursor over the words, you'll find...*gasp* special hidden links! hooray. learned that from my friend robert. not you. http://www.envy.nu/nontoxic/in tro.html in case you wanna take another look. it's different now, there's more. frames, even. i guess writing an entry for your webpage that is simply plugging my OWN webpage is pretty stupid...but hey i'm a geek anyway, i try my best. i'm glad you wore shoes tonight, because it's cold. i would have been very cold for you if you hadn't worn shoes. then there are the times when i only wear one shoe. something i've done since i was little bitty. also something most people don't know about me. i haven't figured out how to integrate it into conversations casually yet. "oh by the way, i like to chill in one shoe. just one. yes i've just always done that. wait, don't run away! dammit." i really dig the musak they play in ihop. i don't know what this song is called but i know all the words. i used to go to ihop so much. that i memorized the menu. needless to say it was a shock that when i came back after not being here for a long time and found....THEY RE-DESIGNED THE MENUS! and added things! jinkies. it's so hard to keep track. also, they added little numbers over all the booths. once...the guy that is our waiter NOW, was my waiter before- the redhead guy- and he took my jelly. see, i always get toast when i come here. and then after i finish the toast i eat the jelly. just the jelly. with the end of my knife. so he walks by and i'm finishing up my third thing of jelly and i turn my head to say something to kate. and when i turn back-- no jelly. he took it. :( dammit why did he do that?? anyway, i'm not too bitter. so there's this guy named stephen with whom i have become enamored. and katy likes to make fun of me for it because he's 21. the point is that he's just this amazing person. sigh. you should meet him. he works at starbucks. and becos i have no life, i hang out there all the time and all the starbucks guys are my friends. mike and aaron and stephen and josh and melissa...etc, etc. there's just nothing else to do here, really. nothing else that's safe, anyway. so this show on the 20th-- it's gonna be so awesome. i really wanna get in to the whole being a promoter gig...either that or hethre and i are going to start a band : i just need to learn to play guitar. joe's supposed to teach me, so we'll see. anyhoo, this is getting way long. so i'll end it. you rock, rob, and this keyboard is really fun to type on...see you around.
--meg

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2:32am CST Monday 18 December 2000

Just arrived home after seeing Dude, where's my car? at the Woodlands Mall with the youth group from Northwoods. Big rushes of adrenaline each time I nodded asleep for a second. Scary and not good leading by example.. I'm going to bed now.