We dug these holes we crawled into.

Not having classes has been awful/great.
No stress in finding time to do endless amounts of work.
However, no work to do.

I don't remember much from my dreams, other than revisiting the suburban area from one of my previous dreams. People were living there, this time.

I think the same pistol is used in Donnie Darko, Southland Tales, and The Box.
Not to mention the whole water/teleportation/holidays/Holmes Osborne thing.

I managed to end up far south of my town, and as such, I had to travel through a 'display' town to get back. It was a huge, sprawling suburban area that I've seen in other dreams, just not finished yet. Right before I entered, though, two things happened. First, I was told that a very rare 'Raw Moon' was going to occur. I'm not sure what exactly that meant, but I pressed on. The second part was worse. Right before I went into the suburban area, I was treated to a story about the region. There was some talk about the reasons everybody sold their house. One story was about an older woman who kept seeing animals that looked like light-bulb faced monsters. Another story was about a neighbor's house that would copy a man's voice. After the two stories, I pressed on into the unknown, with the raw moon above me. It was as if I was stepping into a zoo. Each house had a few missing walls, effectively forming the entire suburb into one massive ranch-style house. There was an obvious main road, which I was told not to take. I took it anyway, and saw three large lion/tiger cubs. They were back-lit. I ducked into the house, and there was a human-sized dummy laying in one of the beds. I thought it was a person, so I checked on her. The head turned on its own. So I pressed on, scared shitless. I kept seeing dummies. The last dummy was at a bar, and when it turned its head, I gave it the finger. It then stood up and started following me.

Or just close enough to matter.

Why is every normal person on the internet completely lame at one point or another (myself included)?

There was the man who shot the man who was the man who shot the man,
Cal Johnson!
Cal Johnson!
He wore a hat, his favorite hat. He loved that hat, he hated hats.
Cal Johnson!
Cal Johnson!
He was a dad to zero kids, and yet he fathered five.
He got shot dead a year ago, and yet he's still alive.
He's rich beyond his wildest dreams, yet never had a dime.
A law man to the very end; he led a life of crime.
In all his years of life on earth, he never fired a gun.
Yet when it came to Chinese men, he shot down every one.
He had a horse named Bandit, and the horse's name was Clyde.
Cal Johnson was born the day he died.

One of my top four Robin Williams movies.

Anyway, I had a dream that Jason, Smurfy and myself had super powers akin to Superboy. There was a complete legion of heroes that fought along side, most of which were split into groups of three. Each person in each group had the same, or at least similar, power. There were speedsters, elementals, etc. Our costume had black, red, and yellow. We looked the same as we do in reality. At the very begining of the dream, we were attacked by a new villian. My powers were taken away without me noticing. Well, I suppose the power was slowly draining away from me. Anyway, the villian escaped, and I tried to fly off with the others, but I could only hover just above the ground. I told the others that I would catch up with them later. An old man came up to me, and told me that he could help me get back my powers. I followed him through a warehouse of types, and eventually, we came across a black suit. The man told me to put it on. I did. I immediately increased in size, up to the point of a man with higher than average muscle mass. I had the ability to create ammo, which was odd. I didn't have any powers other than that. The old man and I traveled deeper into the warehouse, and I came across a grenade launcher. I didn't find any grenades, but given my power, it wasn't a problem. Immediately, we were attacked by sentry drones. That was pretty crazy, and I had to fight them off with my grenade launcher. After about thirty or so attacked us, Smurfy and Jason found me. I think I was evil, though. A sleeper agent.

I was just at the hospital for about 4.5 hours. I have a mysterious abdomen pain. And also an abnormally high amount of bilirubin. Go me. 

Please save a cudi that needs some help and i can't begin to
think of anything that could help but the weed is guaranteed indeed jus
what i need how i feel upon a time so recent in time make me sad when
i recollect how it use to be like david and goliath kinda like me and the
devil tryna rip out my soul tryna catch a nigga on sleep no no u can try
again and ill be ready wont let you kill me in my dream like freddy
krueger nooo im not no loser wont see you in hell

at the end of the day my momma told me dont let no one break me let no one break me
at end of the day, day, nobody, nobody, ever could stop me ever could stop me
at the end of the day, day you cant regret it if you were trying if you were trying
at the end of the day i'm walking with a heart of a lion yea

please save a kid that needs some help and i can't see ahead of me so i move in stealth
hide and seek within a dream i seem to glide above my horror though i feel ill never be
complete inside the dark i borrow to proceed and remain intact my mental is so unstable
and they talk and judge a man they have no clue of what im capable til i show a side of
me no one had thought could be within i told ya no i'm not no loser wont see you in hell

no, no, no, no, no, no, noooo YEA no YEA

i'm just a kid who needs no help ive achieved a bigger thing no cash or check could be more
blessed and if you would've seen the things i've seen in my slumber youd be shook stay awake no
need to run your fate will follow you you should know not for the faint at heart this world understands
no cowar its a goal a simple code i stay on the grind to the 25th hour and i know the fight in me is somewhere
hiding deep within i told you no ill never let you drag me down to hell no

no, no, no, no, no, no, noooo YEA no YEA

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I still feel really cold. Last night was fun, yet bittersweet. I'm going to be spending pre-Thanksgiving with Sam.

That's really all I have to say. 

I think I've done something stupid.

So, I woke up at around 7 am today. I moved around in my bed for a few hours, and then eventually got up when Jason came out to get breakfast. That was say, 10. 1 PM rolled along, and I went back to sleep until 4PM. It is now 4:11ish. I want to go back to sleep to prove my worth to the girl in my dreams. 

Sorry about earlier. I feel great, now.

I have been making a lot of creepy mistakes lately.  I guess that it shouldn't really matter if I mess this up completely, seeing as how I'm leaving soon. Still, I can't control myself sometimes.

It's hip to be honest, now.

What's one really stupid, insignificant thing that you've lied about?

Here's one of mine:
I used to lie about music all the time. If asked about hearing a song, I'd say "Yeah, sure, of course." That happened mostly in high school, when talking to people I didn't really know that well.

I forgot all about that band, and specifically, my favorite album growing up. Astra.
I forgot that I was so into Prog. Rock before I even knew what it was. What with Asia and Led Zeppelin being my favorites and all.

I'm totally getting back into them, now.

There's been talk about a Zardoz and the Man Reunion Concert Tour Extravaganza, Part Two: Rockopolis.

Man.
And now the mindsay reunion tour is up and running.