June 23, 2004 0349

I believe that the title of this entry might be the greatest title I've ever used.

The actual body of this entry might be a let down, but here I go.

I think I owned an ice cream store. It may have been a sandwich place. I think we went out of a business though. I don't know.

Then, I think I was a porn star or something. I'm really not sure, but I was in a room with some woman, and I was about to have sex with her. I don't where I got it from, but I took a card. I'm not sure what it said exactly, but I learned from it that we had to have anal sex.

So, she turns around, looking away from me, and begins to put a strap-on on. I look at her for a few seconds before it clicks in my mind, and I say something to the extent of "I kind of thought I'd be fucking you." She says "there's no way you're touching my ass" or something like that. So of course, I leave.

I wasn't about to get fucked.

You know how it is.

(This Franz Ferdinand album is pretty good.)

Next, there were a bunch of zombies around. It reminded me of Dawn of the Dead. After falling in the water, I wondered if the zombies could swim. They could. And they could pilot boats. I don't know if I had a boat or not. I may have been just floating in the water, but I was able to travel very fast. However, I couldn't maneuver very well. I checked my zombie radar and found that there were many zombies coming towards me from farther out in the water. I don't know where they were coming from, but zombies were coming towards me from the direction of farther out in the body of water rather than land. A barely missed slamming into a speed boat pulling two rafts. I thought the rafts contained aggressive dogs, but on second glace, I found that they were nets. To my dismay, the zombie began throwing nets at me. Luckily, he missed. Then... no more dream. >_>