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Old 10-31-2012, 03:05 PM   #175
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I was at some sort of movie showing that was in Russia. It was some weird movie and the ending involved some guy having all kinds of raunchy fucked up sex with the lead woman and it was horrible but when it was over the entire audience got up and clapped like crazy... my parents were with me as well as some other people I didn't know. It goes on forever and at the end I ask how long it was and someone tells me six hours.

During all of this I kept going in and out of the theater - there were other parts to the showing, involving other people and different events. I was very unsteady on my feet and kept bumping into things. One event was statues of bananas (?) and I knocked a couple down and asked the artist if he needed some money for them and he said $100. I didn't have the money on me but I told him I'd get it and come back. I offered to let him hold onto my phone as collateral but he didn't want to.

Then I find out we are actually in San Diego, which makes no sense because people are speaking Russian. I try to go into a restroom but the toilets are like trough-style with everyone peeing in the open and it's super awkward. There's two men observing all the women and one throws a book at me. The title is in Russian but I gather that it says something about "pussy" and I throw the book back at him, and the men both come after me and I run like crazy until I get to my family, which now includes my Uncle and his partner who tell the guys chasing me to fuck off. My family and I go out of the event and start telling me all of these things I did that I don't remember at all. It disturbs me. I can't find the banana guy to give him his money. My party tells me there is a girl Jessica who really likes me and I like her and I find her and pretend like I remember her. She was blonde. This is actually the point I find out we're in San Diego because my family is debating going to San Fransisco before heading home.

During this I am on and off suicidal and am looking for where I can jump out of the building to my death.

Oh and during this point somewhere I go back in time or we are back in time already, and somehow end up in a room with the members of Nirvana and we are watching TV and I'm like wow I'm back in time, how cool is this. It was 1993 and I tell my mom how cool it is to be able to talk to Kurt Cobain.


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