Tuesday, May 23, 2006 (5:57 AM)
(Taken from “Dream Journal”)
It all started at a run down house. The basement had two entries (no doors) and there was a large headless snake that slithered in and out of the entrances. The top looked as thought it had been guted by a fire and the street looked like any other street. I needed money so my friend allowed me to work with him on his hospital route. He worked inside of the hospital as a bill taker. The way it worked was when patients entered the hospital, they were diagnosed and the computer gave them a number on how much they had to pay. He then directly pocketed the money (which was in cash) and gave it to me. The first patient was a girl who had long brown/black hair. She gave us $700. The next patient was another girl who had short blond/brown hair. She owed the hospital $2400 but gave us $1200. All of this went directly to my pocket. Christy was there working as the head nurse.
I stayed in a room that closely if not completely resembled my bedroom from when I lived with my parents. (Platte, not Ophelia). I woke up after a little bit of sleeping to some kind of code (as the alarm was sounding), pocketed my cash, and joined my friend who was admitting people left and right. Shortly after that, we left in his car for the burned out house.
We were discussing how we were going to mask the fact that we had been taking money from the patients and he explained how it could be masked in the monthly invoices and that the money wouldn’t truly be missed until the figures reached Christy, at which point we fix it so they never reached her withoout looking like the money was actually there. When we got to the house, I got out and started looking for the snake while he looked for a flashlight. I remembered I had one in my pocket and we went down. A few dogs were moving in and out of the basement, which was dark because it was night time and kept startling me. A car came by and it turned out to be my grandmother. I told her everything was fine. Another car pulled up. Inside of it was Stubby, Courtney, and two other people I didn’t know. The spotlight on their car swung around and it turned to day.
They were trying to score some weed, and I had a large bag of it in my back pocket. My friend reached in and broke a large portion of it off, and somehow rolled it into a rubber ball. Courtney took off her shirt and pressed her large breasts together and let me feel on them so that she could get the weed for free. We were discussing me going over to her house and having a threesome when Stubby got into my friends car and decided to take it for a quick joyride up the street and back. I got into the passenger side and we pulled into the driveway that was closest. A family was outside walking and they were walking around the car, which somehow became a type of mini van. The family that was walking by was blind and they all kept running into the van.
Stubby then began to drive back down the street, at which point the vehicle was a car again, and then jumped out of the car and rolled. The car came to a stop on its own and I somehow wound up outside of the car standing beside Courtney and everybody else. My friend somehow got from beside Courtney to next to his car.Somebody had been driving by and saw the whole thing. He slammed on his brakes and started to yell at Stubby. Stubby’s excuse was that he was dying from some sort of skin/lung cancer and he could do anything he felt like.
And then I woke up.