so many things happened, it doesn't make sense.

i drove from massachusetts to california in 3 hours. i didn't understand how driving to chicago took 15 hours, but nobody cared to explain it.

i had to defeat the king, who was some sort of video game sprite based after the wizard of id comic strip. i was in some sort of zelda II-like side scroller. i picked up a rock and tossed it at him and he flipped over. i took his sword. he took mine but mine was stronger so i think that made me the new king. nobody really cared that i had overthrown the king. later on i walked into a room where he was having a meeting and i came in with his sword and he just got all quiet and my whole family was there and just kept saying i owed them money and they hoped i could sell the sword to pay them back. i had borrowed money from glenn to buy an engagement ring.


looking through my dresser drawers i found a bunch of tshirts that looked real enough but that i had never bought. a Format shirt, an alkaline trio one, some weird stickers, a journal. i wish i had read it. my dad tried to send me to brooks to buy a can of Eagle Eye coffee. for some reason i already had a bunch of it. my room was so clean. the most out-of-place thing was a huge stack of slightly moldy Beatles records. i was digging through them trying to decide which to sell on ebay. i woke up wishing my room was really that clean.

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