20/25/01

jack bat could eat no poo

i am waiting waiting waiting for the kids to arrive. then we go to see sloan. i had this bizarre dream about the white stripes last night, about going to see them at the DIA. i went alone, and i was drunk i think. and it was strange because the white stripes were supposed to play in the middle of this slide show of art, and it was in a big fancy hall full of middle aged snobs. and at the beginning they were giving instructions like "please no explosions of laughter" and i kept yelling stuff out and generally embarrassing myself. then afterwards i was telling jack how someone was making fun of meg but then the war started and jack white was a general and i was in his army and we had to get everyone to eat the toilet monster's poo so it would drug them, and then the toilet monster called out "honey, honey" in a weird voice and all the people went to it and it swallowed them and then me and jack and some other random people snuck onto an empty train and hid but it took us to this camp in the forest where my colour theory instructor was the evil overlord and we had to escape by flying into the sky through a rain of poison darts and made it back to the city and we were bats and i dont think jack white was involved at all any more, and once we were back we found the city was destroyed and i am not sure what happened after that, it is all a nonsensical blur.

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