Thursday 04192001

Had a dream in which I was in a car with Jen, John's sister. The car was having some work done on the interior. Jen was telling me about her date that night with some rockstar. Her dad was there talking to the older gentleman Jen was to go out with that night. The car went out of control and started accellerating backward. I climbed over and mashed down the brake. I got out. Jen's date was smashed into the lawn. In a hole. He was flattened. His glasses were unbroken. His skin was fine. I became lucid and said to everyone there (terrified individuals) "You know What?"

Then I woke up.

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Another dream started with me talking to an older actor. He said some stuff in a couple foreign languages. I noticed he misspronounced a couple of words. Then I was speaking to a teacher about this and telling the teacher that someone had told me there was some significance -- mathematical significance -- to the words "Fuck" and "Feckers". He proceeded to explain this by scribbling numbers and letters on a chalkboard.

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I remember a part of a dream in which my step father K___ tears up my Tibetan Book of the Dead. I grab it from him and yell, "Why can't you stupid people keep your hands off my things?"

I run to my room and lock the door. Furious and clenching the torn book. Knocking, knocking, knocking at the door.