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Wednesday May 21, 2003

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Another night of great sleep, which the latter stages of course contained a bizarre and disturbing dream. First, there was an actor, doing a show, about one of his movies. It was a Francis Ford Coppola movie. He showed a bit of it, him walking in the snow, in some place that reminded me of Siberia or something. Then this actor, who called himself Kevin Bacon, but didn't look like Kevin Bacon, called up this guy, and asked him about buying a donkey. The man on the other end of the phone said the donkey would cost $200, so Mr. Bacon had it shipped to the studio. Also there was some guy there with a brown rubber aviator hat that looked like the end of a condom strapped to his head. Then the donkey came in, it's hair was really curly and brown, and Kevin Bacon for some reason was wrestling with it or something, and the people on the stage were all recoiled in horror, as if this donkey was evil. For some reason Kevin Bacon barely had his pants on.
Switch to the movie.
The camera was jiggling around, kinda like on the show cops. We travelled through some snowy area, with tall trees and rocks, to this huge building with snow covering it's intricate arches and towers and gargoyles and such, this place was beautiful. Once we got to the building, the camera stabilized. There was a book written about relics and artifacts of this country I was in, which was somewhere in Europe. The page I saw told about 4 rugs, each of which held some kind of mystical powers that helped society. The 4th rug, no one knew what it's power was, everyone just knew it was extremely powerful. So, me and about 9 other people went into this room, the room was huge, ceiling must have been 50 feet high. This room had the smell of antiques, or of powerful artifacts from ancient history, almost like a museum. One the wall opposite where I entered, 3 humongous rugs hung on the wall like tapestries. These said rugs were the ones who's powers had been identified. One of them was blue, one a khaki color, the other was red I believe. The floor of the room was carpeted in a khaki color. To my right, there was a table with 10 chairs. Past the table, hanging on the wall on the right side adjacent to the wall containing the 3 huge rugs, was what looked like a bedpost, and on the bedpost hung an oriental rug. This was the rug who's power had not been identified, this was what we had come to study. We pulled the rug from the thing it was hanging from, and gathered around the table. I , with 4 others, stood on the side of the table closest to the entrance wall of the room, the other 5 people sat in chairs on the opposite side of the table. The 5 of us on my side moved our chairs out of the way, picked the rug up and lifted it up, so as the people on the other side could study it. Then, everyone's chairs on the other side tipped backwards, and they were all dead. End of dream.

(Do not do the following if you're enjoying good music and don't wish interruption.)

Click here, your life may very well depend on it.

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thirty:
Dude, you know you want a piece.wink
May 23, 2003
stacie:
what do you think you are doing singing in my journal???
May 23, 2003

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