Thursday, November 18, 2010

Crayon 11/16

Date: Wed. 11/16/10
Food: Steamed Chicken and Mixed Veggies and fruit juice
Sleep Time: ~12:00 am
Woke up: 8:20 am

This one was weird, and some parts are fuzzy, but I certainly remember the main chunk of it:

Me and a few people (I have no idea who they were but somehow I knew them) were looking to rent a room at this hotel. The hotel was a shitty house, i remember there being white walls and black shudders. The floors were all wood and there were a lot of doors with little windows. We saw something on television. It was the news.

I was then outside walking down a steep hill towards a parking lot. I could see a strip mall. There was a store selling blown glass objects, but it wasn't really a store it was open and it felt like part of the parking lot. The store made a border around part of the lot. We were trying to get to a small old car in the middle of the parking lot when suddenly really ridiculously tall people dressed in bright caution-cone orange robes started assembling. Most of them were really old. For some reason I knew they were from the KKK. We needed to get to the car so we could get away from them. We got in the car just as the mob of really tall KKK old people reached a ridiculous number. I think we hit one.

We ended up back at our rented home which was suddenly apart of the glass shop and very close to the orange robe people. I walked out to the parking lot to see infinte rows of peeled and half peeled oranges that were placed in stacks of boxes on shelves.

My boyfriend then proceeded to tell me that the rally went bad and there was a fight but because they were all old people the fight was very very slow and was stopped quickly before the president was hurt.

I looked at one of the oranges because I wanted one but then saw one of the orange robed guys turn and point at me angry. I made an angry face back, but it turned out that he was just pointing to the oranges behind me.

I was then in a taxi with my boyfriend going to a tall brick abandoned factory. The taxi driver in the front insisted we listen to his music. It was a song I've never heard before and it was a terrible cacophony of electronic harmonic sounds. There were lyrics. I woke up saying them but I can't remember what they are now.

All I know is that song was fucking terrible.


  1. so to sum up:

    Steamed Chicken and Mixed Veggies and fruit juice

    leads to:

    Orange KKK rallies and terrible electronica.


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