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Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Bums With Bombs

Michaelangelo/Devin - guys I met at a party last night
Brittany Taylor - elementary/high school friend
Annika - girl i used to work with

I was at a party with Michaelangelo, Devin, Brittany Taylor, and a few other people. Michaelangelo was really drunk but I was enjoying talking to him, and eventually he and Devin's band was going to start playing. Once Michaelangelo started setting up his drum kit I said I was going to go. He hung on to my arm and asked me not to leave but I politely refused. Brittany was leaving with me, and for some reason when we were about to walk out a bunch of guys were telling her to kiss me. I wasn't excited about the prospect of being some kind of lesbian spectacle, but Brittany was pretty hot. So she gave me a long kiss and as we kissed I heard cheers from guys in the background. Then she grabbed my hand and we left the party.
Me, Brittany, and a few other girls were walking home now. We walked by a lot of bums, and one of them planted a bomb on us. I noticed it on one of the girls I was walking with, but before I could tell her a cop showed up. The cop was a young woman who looked like a hot detective/cop in a tv show would look as opposed to an actual female cop. She put her hands on her hips and angrily asked us what the hell we thought we were doing. I told her the bomb was planted. She didn't believe us, but as we were arguing with her another bum walked by and picked up the bomb off my friend. We all told the cop "see! it was them", and then I looked up to see Annika (who had apparently been with us the whole time) chasing down the bum. She tackled him to the ground and they were now in an all out brawl. I was really worried at first, but then I remembered that Annika is huge and she plays rugby so she would probably be able to hold her own. She fought off the bum and gave the bomb back to the cop.
I was biking home and going down Westcliff. I looked out at Cowell's and noticed that the surf was huge. Apparently I got in some guy's way because he yelled at me out his car window. I stopped at the supermarket and I was trying to buy some yogurt and some cherry juice and a few other things. Everything I tried to buy was sold out and I was getting irritated. Me and one of the employees started joking about how they have everything but what you need. As I went to get in line I noticed a woman who had found the type of yogurt I wanted, which pissed me off. I ran back to get some cherry juice.
I biked over to Shayna's house and somehow got involved in sneaking around an apartment with a friend of hers. The apartment complex was very nice, all made of paneled wood and it was the afternoon so all the rooms were filled with a lot of sun. I think the guy and I were trying to get to an object we needed to steal. We were sneaking through a room that an old man lived in. The old man was passed out on the table. A nurse or a maid came in and in order to hide we kind of just passed out on the table with the old man. She came over to the table and started picking up the trash that was around us. She said "Hi Carley", and I looked up in confusion to see that this woman was an old friend of mine. We started chatting and apparently since I knew her it was okay that I was there. The old man wolk up and started talking to me and the guy that I was with. He was just telling us stories about his life and some problems he was currently having. I listened like a psychologist, and I think I made the old man feel happier. Eventually we left. I went outside and it looked like we were in Manhattan. Shayna was outside at a market buying some fruit. She talked to me as I went to get my bike. I walked over to where it was locked up and saw that someone had messed with it to try to get the wheels out of the lock. They had let all the air out of the tires, the screws were missing, and the chain was off. I went over to Shayna with a really pissed expression and she thought they had stolen my bike. I told her it wasn't that bad then showed her what happened.
I had just bought a machine that tested something about the ocean, maybe the tides. It was made up of strips of metal and wires and I had to prop it up on the sand. I used a couple of rocks to hold it up in the ground. When the waves washed up they almost completely covered my device, so I decided I should move it back. I couldn't get it out of the rocks I had stuck it in, and now the water was getting much higher. I just said fuck it and went in up to my waist to get it out, but I was eventually completely submerged in water. The current was strong and I felt like I was getting pulled out. I tried not to panic, and after a couple more dives under the water I got the device out and swam back to the shore. When I got out some guys commented on the machine I had bought and I said that yeah it was nice. I was just hanging out on the beach and met some students there. It was a really nice day and we were all enjoying ourselves. At one point my bathing suit came untied and I couldn't get it to go back on so I asked one of the guys to help me. Instead of just helping me he kind of took an extra long time to tie it and made a bunch of comments to his friends about my boobs. I got pissed at him and told him to actually help me.

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