The Bitter End

Last night the setting was a huge hockey rink at the Bitterroot Resort. The world was coming to an end and I ran into this rink. There was this womens hockey team that ran into the building as well. I though this was an opportunity to meet some cute girls and went with them into a bunker in the basement of the building. Even with the world ending I was trying to find a life partner.

We stayed there for quite a while and I was convinced that the world did not end and that we should at least get comfortable. I went out looking around. I came back and said the coast was clear and they left the room, mostly going to find a place to urinate and take care of stuff. I got bored and left the building.

To my dismay I found out that the thugs at Bitterroot Resort were to blame for the false alarm and that they took off up Lolo Peak with 4x4s. They ripped up terrain and did this out of spite and because they were drunk. I thought I had allies back at the rink and went back for them.

They had abandoned me and I waited for them to return so we could teach these ass holes a lesson. They never returned and I wondered next door to a house where these hippies were hanging out drinking coffee. I sat with them and made myself a alcoholic wheat grass drink. They offered me beverages and to join them. I told them I was on a mission and that I was tired of hanging out with superficial people.

I figured I would rally them at least to fight these thugs on the mountain but when the time came they just sat there to watch me. I was an outcast, the only one interested in saving the world. But then I realized it was only because I wanted to impress my friends (the girls) and in reality I was a coward.

Going To Jail

Last night I was going to jail. I was going to jail because I protested and actually got a pedestrian walk put in near the fairgrounds to save lives. Too many people were getting ran over crossing the street.

I had 24 hours before I went to jail so I hooked up with my friends in a nearby park. I was involved with a new game of Warlock that was played in a large fields. This one player was my girlfriend and we had made a new commitment to stay together.

I wondered if she would stick with me while I was in jail so i sent her a message. I said that i hope to see her when i get out.

Soon she showed up and we went for a walk just moments before I was to turn myself in. The last part I actually used the cross walk that I had protested for. She agreed to be there when I got out.

I cant help but to think that this girlfriend represents what I want and going to jail represents the real world. So tonight if I dream I will be getting out of jail and meeting up with my girlfriend. Am I having a tough time with reality? Do I want to be awake? Hmmmm!

The Lake

Last night the setting was a big beautiful lake. I was staying in this huge house on the lake and was accompanied by a lover. When we moved in we noticed two rooms where one was haunted and one was a safe haven.

Our friends came over and spent the afternoon putting on a bike rack when someone had an idea of going for a boat ride. I was torn because there was going to be a race around the lake and I wanted to pre-ride the loop. I gave in to my girlfriend though and went with the group in the boat.

I could not have fun and soon bailed out to go pre-ride the trail around the lake. I jumped into another boat that was returning to the house. On out way back the boat sprung a leek. I tried to swim into shore and only myself and my friend made it, the others drown. As we climbed out I wanted to be cool like my friend so I climbed up a bridge instead of just walking out on shore.

I was soon deemed "not cool" as I accidentally knocked in cans of Pepsi from the bridge and into the lake. i walked home alone and when I arrived I was so happy.