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Saturday, July 14, 2007

Owen Wilson is an Ass Hole

Nathalie = previously my biology TA

I was at a lake and Owen Wilson was there with his girlfriend. They were riding around on an inflatable speed boat. For some reason Owen Wilson asked his girlfriend to leave, and then he came up and asked me if I would like to go on a date. I said okay and asked if we could ride in his speed boat. We got on it but there was a hole in it and it was kind of deflating. He told me that I couldn't ride on it. I asked him if that was supposed to imply that I was much fatter than his old girlfriend. As he was pushing the boat back to the shore I noticed there were sharks in the water. I started freaking out and Owen Wilson was laughing at me. He and I had sex later and I didn't really enjoy it at all. He complained that I wasn't making enough noises. I went to bed feeling quite upset about the whole experiance.
I wolk up the next morning still in his house. When I walked outside there were little cottages around his and there were people outside. They were all very friendly and introduced themselves. It appeared that they lived in kind of a commune, because they were all making breakfast together. I went to go use the showers. When I got there there was a long line for them. I waited outside talking to some of the women who lived in the commune. They were all talking about a hike everyone was going on later. They said there was supposed to be snow and it was going to be really cold. I told them that I guess I couldn't go because I didn't bring warm enough clothes. The girl in line in front of me was Nathalie (but in the dream I didn't recognize her as someone I knew) and she was having some nervous issue with using the shower. I told her to just go use it. She came back out a second later and one of her friends got all frustrated with her for being so neurotic, and I asked her what she needed. Nathalie said something like, "see, she is nice to me about it!" in reference to me. I handed her her toothbrush and she went back into the shower. When it was my turn to use the shower these three black girls cut in front of me. I told them it was my turn and they were being bitches about it, but I wouldn't back down and I pushed them out of the shower. Eventually we all started talking and apparently they liked the presidents of the united states of america, and we talked about how "lump" is the best song ever.

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