Going Todash [dream blog]

The Bitter End

(07:07 AM, Tuesday, December 18, 2007)

[image]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.