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Song of the day: The Strokes: I Can't Win

So we are finally in Atlanta, GA. Fun fun. >.<


Two nights ago I dreamt that I was on a coed HS basetball team for my 10th grade coach. I had no problems running but my muscles were so weak that every time I tried to throw or shoot I just tossed the ball a couple feet away. We all wore those oversized pinnys thingies. I think my bro was on my team I can't remember, but I know that people I used to play with were on it, like Betty.

Three nights ago I think I dreamt about an 800 relay. And other various stuff.

Four days ago I dreamt that I was in my middle school- turned high school and I was rushing around trying to get ready for a basketball game with my 11th grade coach and team. I couldn't find my school locker and by the time I got all my stuff together the team had already left and I ran out a side door, my coach was waiting there in a SUV and I climbed in. I then got one of those uncomfortable lectures about being prepare, being on time and actually wanting to be on the team. I tried to explain to her that I had never had to run from one side of the school to the other with so many books after school. >.<

Five nights ago I dreamt about volleyball. And other various stuff.

Last night I had an interesting dream. There was this woman who kind of reminded me of a novelist female character of Mary Margaret (KF:The LC). For some reason we were in this building, it was mostly empty and we were in one of the first story basement rooms. There was something about a dead body being covered with a sheet and no one was really distressed about it. I understood that it was some detective mystery at that moment so I rewinded back to a time when they were playing poker on a green velvet table in that room. The Woman was some kind of great poker player with a reputation. I fast forwared and found myself in the custody of some kind of army/scientific group. I was lead from outside into some kind of room with some stationary gas tanks painted red and some wide ladders. I was supposed to go do the ladder and stay underground in custody. I remember going underground and there were some medical people there. Somehow I and this other guy (a friend who reminded me of Mathew Rose or that guy who punched a wall) , who came to rescue me or was undercover in the base, managed to help find a different way out through some interesting obstacles. I remember that at least two people followed us and tried to catch us but didn't wish to harm us. They had energy weapons that looked like the kind the aliens use in StarGate SG 1. They didn't shoot at us and I remember climbing up a ladder to the top of a tall, flat thing and the trying to climb down the other side. I think that we were trying to get away before someone could do experiments on or interogates us.