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goldenmean ([personal profile] goldenmean) wrote2002-03-31 03:40 pm

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I had a dream last night that I and this seedy fictional dream character were making a big cocaine deal (Tangent: Cocaine is one of those drugs that just confuses me. So you get peppy and become more aggressive. I don't see the appeal). We had procured some ludicrous amount of powdery substance and had already sold half of it and acquired a check for $2,048,000 (It amuses me that I happened to pick a number that's a power of two, well a power of two times a thousand at least). Only then did I remember that drug deals are commonly conducted in cash for a very good reason, and I was panicking about how I was going to deposit a check for $2,048,000 without my bank getting suspicious and tipping off the feds. This was even more of a problem because the check explicitly said "For a big coke deal" on it, which amused me at the time, because whenever I write checks to friends I make sure to put things like "For cheap hookers and booze" on that little line. So, there I was, in some palacial house that I was house-sitting for with a suitcase containing a frightening amount of illicit drugs and a completely useless check, when my old boss walked in, except he had become a police officer at this point. After berating me about my work ethic he proceeded to rampage about the house looking for proof that I had been IRCing on company time. I was a lot more worried about him finding the suitcase though, so I kept covertly trying to hide it in various places while his back was turned. I eventually hid it in the spice rack, and then I woke up. When I was awake, I really missed that check, let me tell you.

Hrm. Don't think I want to fill you in on back-story right now. Not much has happened since my last update anyway. Sat around the house. Had late night Baghdad adventures with Val and Dan. Went to go see Blade 2 with Rachel. It was atrocious, we liked it a lot. I wonder when Salton Sea is coming out, that looked kind of interesting. It's a beautiful day out. I think I might go do something in it while it's still around. Maybe all the beauty and niceness will seep into my head and melt some of the cobwebs. We'll see.

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