Saturday June 9th

I was living in a house with my parents which was haunted. All sorts of terrible things started happening and so we had to leave. I was on my way out and I ran into Eric Owens with two very cute dogs. I was going to adopt Kody from my parents but I decided I wanted a smaller dog. Then I was flying through the air trying to find a swimming pool. I was flying through the air with some expert flier who was a really young kid but whom I was in love with. I waited in line at a pool for some sort of drink but I didn't want it when I got up to the front of the line because it was a gross drink and they wouldn't let me in the pool anyway.
After that I was in school and I was in a dark room trying to figure out how it all worked. I was having a hard time figuring it out and I realized that I didn't have any negatives. I searched through this dresser looking in the drawers for someone else's negatives that I could use and I found a bunch of boring prints and then a book of photos with descriptions of the places and the people and why they were important to someone. In the bottom drawer I found negatives that I had from high school. I was about to try to start printing them when I realized that there was a huge puddle on the floor by my backpack. Someone in the class with me told me it was a little religious girl from the class next door. I raced next door and started screaming and telling the teacher that all my books were ruined and that someone was going to pay for it. I knew who did it because she had this snide little smirk on her face. She did it because I said something about Jesus being the ghost of Shakespeare's grandfather which is obviously a bastardization of the line in Ulysses.
After that I was in school and I was in a dark room trying to figure out how it all worked. I was having a hard time figuring it out and I realized that I didn't have any negatives. I searched through this dresser looking in the drawers for someone else's negatives that I could use and I found a bunch of boring prints and then a book of photos with descriptions of the places and the people and why they were important to someone. In the bottom drawer I found negatives that I had from high school. I was about to try to start printing them when I realized that there was a huge puddle on the floor by my backpack. Someone in the class with me told me it was a little religious girl from the class next door. I raced next door and started screaming and telling the teacher that all my books were ruined and that someone was going to pay for it. I knew who did it because she had this snide little smirk on her face. She did it because I said something about Jesus being the ghost of Shakespeare's grandfather which is obviously a bastardization of the line in Ulysses.


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