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Dream

9:06am Thursday 17 July 2008

Dream from earlier this morning:

In a big field with a lot of YRUUers, including Tina-son (*) with whom I had just been speaking about the 200 dollars I owed her (about which I had forgotten until she told me). She had been upset that I didn't remember, but I then remembered I had told her to remind me because I would forget.

She calls me mom; I call her son.

I was talking to Mr Jason Fricke for a bit and then saw Tina, and was like, "aight; I gotta talk to her for a bit," and as I went over, all the girls at the camp huddled up, and then just for the effect/performance, they ran away while stripping off their shirts and bras, leaving their bras on the ground, layed out like colorful dashed lines.

We were all dumbfounded, like WTF? but no one was overly concerned about it.

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With Ami in some sort of warehouse storage area with lots of bolts of felt, Ami was driving a forklift for the first time, just about to stack together a washer and dryer, when an unaware employee drove his even bigger forklift type thing and crashed into her washer and dryer set, knocking over one of them.

I was like, "Ami, just get away," but she wanted to try and upright the washer, but the guy kept crashing into them and her forklift as she was trying, until eventually she seemed to be quite endangered, so she also wanted to get away, but the crashing was both violent and haphazard, so hard to predict when would be a good moment.

I had a slightly better vantage point to see what the guy was doing, so I told her like, "okay now!" and she climbed up and out and made it safely out of the room. I ran away with her, but then stopped at the door to take a picture of the chaos, and of the guy driving the other forklift. I got the picture and then was headed out of the warehouse, trying to wind my way through these tall rows of rolls of felt, as I heard a couple of other employees talking about the difficulty of this business and how they are lucky to sell a bolt of felt in a month, but then again competition is such that they can't price them too high, etc.

I followed the sound of their voices to the exit and said I wanted to report the problem we had had. I showed an image that had been printed on a section of paper, and he could recognize the face of the troublesome employee, who then showed up to see what was going on. The guy to whom I was showing the pictures was quick to say, "get back," at that other guy as I looked for the real picture and realized it was still on my camera. I showed them through the playback screen, and said if they would give me a card I could email them. They didn't think business card, but memory card, and handed me a memory card, and I was like, "no no; it's on my card still; I can't transfer it to your card until I get home. But they insisted it was okay, and I took their card and my card and headed out.

Found Ami outside, after squeezing through a little flap of a doggy door to get out of the big locked door to the warehouse.

pink cow vegan night

12:53am JST Friday 18 July 2008 (day 13995)

Good time at the Pink Cow vegan night. I sat with YK, Tom, Travis et. al., including Gareth, Russell, Sarah, Lillian, and a guy who's name I forgot.

I yoinked Sarah's brownie as soon as she arrived back with a plate of pairs of food. Russell then asked if he could have the other. I gave him a high five cause it was funny (and reminded me of Bob who asked someone for his ice cream after having stood 45 minutes in line to get it)

I told Sarah it was partially my way of flirting with her, so she shouldn't be too upset. I ended up getting her another brownie.

Russell, Travis, and I are all from Texas. But Russell is halfway from Florida. When I heard the discrepancy, I looked over at him; he changed his story, and I pretended to have pulled out my guns when I heard he wasn't from Texas. "What??"

Reholstered my air-pistols when he assured me he was born in Texas.

Nice times.

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On the way out, Uncle Cow caught the attention of a genki nice-smilin' guy; I introduced Uncle Cow to his table and gave them all cards. I don't remember the 3rd guy's name, and the second guy's name is either Josh or Justin, and the girl's name is Carrie, I think.

Then on the way to the station, U-Cow got the attention of two Japanese women who chatted me up for a bit. Mika and Kazuyo. They got my number and I got theirs and then I was like, "well, any dates would have to be just for fun cause I have a girlfriend." That was hard to say, but I knew it would save me millions of concerns and tears later.

Mika went home on Denentoshi line, and I rode with Kazuyo to Kosugi, where she changed to Nambu and I headed on to Motosumiyoshi.

sick

1:03am JST Friday 18 July 2008 (day 13995)

My throat is really yucky dry scratchy. Not sure what to do. I gargled warm salt water, but didn't seem to affect it.