Dreams, concert, and insanity from [livejournal.com profile] deathboy

Nov. 26th, 2006 10:23 am
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Derams were of teaching a review session of my classes, but no one would listen to anyone else, and no one would pay attention. Eventually I just ate my cookies and told them that if they wanted to fail, that was their business, but that they could leave, anytime, so others coud learn. Something, her, about a gun which clip turned out to be a Pez dispenser. After that [livejournal.com profile] mech_angel, [livejournal.com profile] mendori and I went to an A&W that was, apparently, across the street from Peachtree Center, which was where classes were. I really wanted a rootbeer float, quite badly. On the way there, somehow, I got into an accident, involving the front of the school. So I erased that, went back, and drove past it. The car broke down, a quarter mile from the A&W , so I drove it in reverse, back to the parking lot of an apartment, next to the restaurant, and the car ended up totaled, in a different part of the front of the school.

I turned time around, and managed to get the car where I wanted it to go, without it breaking down or crashing, and John Constantine and Chas Chandler were going to see John's niece, Gemma, who lived in the apartment, next to the A&W. They had something very important to talk to her about. They got to the door, and Bob, Al, [livejournal.com profile] damnedsaint and I walked in, to pick up Raven, so that we cuold go to Dragon*Con. We grabbed her stuff, and said good bye to her apparently closed-minded parents who wouldn't speak to us, and we left. She had us hold the pasta salad and other food.

[livejournal.com profile] mr_hinzelmann and I were driving from the apartment complex, and we were driving in two separate cars, but we were sitting next to each other as if in one car. the road narrowed, and I decided to let him go ahead. As I drove, my Revolutions Per Minute started going really high, for not a lot of miles per hour, and then the car made a curious clunking noise, and ceased accelerating. I had to pull off to the side of the road, on Boulevard ad North Avenue. As I walked away to the Church's Chicken (which was on the wrong side of the... everything), to use the phone, someone started trying to break into my car, with a crowbar. I walked up behind him and slammed his head into the roof of my car. Not hard enough, as he swung around with the crowbar, and advanced. I yelled for help, and the cops showed up, trying to arrest me, until I told them where my keys were, and they fucking well saw it was my car.

Woke up, agbout there. Dozed off again, after that, met the same homeless car thief, in a different universe, and he apologised for his actions. That was rather nice of him.

The concert, last night, was amazing. The moer I go to live shows, the more I love small venues, where i can simply be next to the stage, and feel the energy the performers are giving off. It's just wonderful. Didn't hurt that Jarboe walked, stumbled, sang, and crawled through the crowd, right next to us, on several occasions throughout the show. It was brilliant, and if you've never been drunk on music, then you haven't done it right.

From [livejournal.com profile] deathboy: Stephen Hawking In: The A-Team

And that's your morning crazy. Time for food, then work.

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