6
Feb
At the start of the dream, I’m being driven out of the Commune by … some company. They turn the entire Commune into the playhouse for some super genius kid (looked like Akira). They would always have games and people over to entertain him, but he’d only sit at some little Tandy and program things. Whatever agency I worked for wanted me to kill the boy. The boy was more Tetsuo-ish than Akira. He had a Kaori … but it was *gag* Flinchum. I make my way through the game room. I’m well hidden because there’s a bunch of kids there, 500 billion arcade machines. :D
Then they order all kids to leave, so I have to hide. They don’t find me. It’s time for the kid to do his job, the reason they keep him – he’s got to do some hacking. They leave him alone to do his work except for one old woman who’s watching over him. I step into the doorway, and see that the kid is seated in seat second from the right in a row of four seats at a table. On the table are two computers. He’s sitting at the computer on the left. I bring up my gun and say, “Aren’t you usually on the right?” (Which he usually is). The woman gets up and yells for security. Too late. Tee hee. Time to destroy whatever they learned through the kid. I broke stuff! And I got away! And I blew up my Commune to get rid of them :(
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6
Feb
My parents were driving around, I was in the backseat. We slowed next to this woman on the side of the road as we were about to enter some campus. She wanted to take our order, so we ordered tea. My dad started to drive off, but the woman shouted, “Don’t you want your tea?!” Dad replied, “Bring it to us when we park.” For some reason, I was embarrassed by this. He then proceeds to park in the second farthest parking spot away. The farthest was occupied by a white Chrysler, which also happened to be what we were driving. We got out of the car and see Jorenko standing at a picnic table in the playground. We run up, say hello, then Jorenko and I go off to play on the slide. Steven Tyler (his voice was Mr. Morgan’s) was the Slide Director, and he chose who got to go down and when. He would only let people go down if they could name a flavor of pop that no one else had yet. I named a bunch of Faygo flavors, so I got to go down the slide a lot. Everyone’s hair was dyed, too. Bright orange, red, yellow, green, etc.
For some reason, it moved on to a view of a message board and a bunch of different avatars. Wasn’t my board, but there were avatars of me on it.
6
Feb
Originally done when I was still in high school, so the entry has been back-dated to a million years ago.

Stereotypical surly receptionist, Wap Quoire. She’s an elf or something.
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6
Feb
— oooh, nothing like some surprise bondage to make my night,
Don’t look at me like that. I was only 3 weeks old :-(
— Ah, self-portrait?
The body’s mind recently opened up some past memories This is a scene from when they’re taking the body to have the “Growths” removed from her back.
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