January 8th, 2005


It's been a bad week

This year has been totally shitty so far. I can't even believe it.

On wednesday, I went out to a bar and proceeded to lose my cell phone.
On thursday, I went out to a bar and proceeded to lose my new jacket that I got for christmas.
On friday, I went out to a bar and proceeded to lose my debit card.

Let me explain a bit more about the debit card, because it's strange. I was at the New Luck Toy with my brother and the japanese exchange student who is living at my parents' house right now. I give my card to the bartender and order two drinks. We go sit down and enjoy our drinks and when I was done and ready for a second round, I go back up to the bar. The bartender tells me that she already gave my card back and that I had paid for my drinks with cash. I tell her that that's not true and that I had left my card with her, but the card was nowhere to be found. As it turns out, someone else paid cash for my drinks and then took my card and left the bar. I had to call the bank and cancel that card and now I'm without a debit card for a week until I get the new one in the mail. Trying to be the optimist about the situation, one could at least say "well, at least I got all my drinks for free tonight" because someone else ended up paying for it, but $9 in drinks does not make up for having to get a new debit card. I'm really pissed off about the whole thing.

Tomorrow, I'm going to try and recover my cell phone and jacket at the bars that they were left at. I haven't had time to stop by those places again to see if they were turned in or found.


When people die, they go to the holding ground between this world and the next. In this purgatory, people have one change to return to the world of the living, if they play their cards right. In my dream, I did not know the details of escaping purgatory, but I was walking down the street and a man comes up to me and says, "Keep on running and don't stop until you get past that building there. Something is wrong in the land of the dead and they are here." I seem to understand the gravity of the situation because I start to run quickly when suddenly I hear gunshots. I look around and I see a man who I know to be dead standing there holding a shotgun. I push myself to run faster when I see another dead man with a gun. The two man begin to gun fight and ignore me. When I get to the end of the block, I see a convenince store and decide to reward myself with some treat. I walk in and the man behind the counter sees me and for a moment gets nervious before he sees that I am unarmed. We discuss what is happening around us and come to the conclusion that someone is running guns for the dead. It's like zombies with guns!

There was some other part in my dream about me traveling to the ocean and there was more details about the purgatory where everyone gets guns for free and if you know where to go, you can return to the land of the living, but it's all getting fuzzy. There was also some part about a magic talking stick but I don't remember anything about that except that it was in the dream.