Zombiepo?��pse: 07.07

?ly 29, 2007

So my fa? and I decid?o go to Barnes and Noble?t we went in??e cars b?se I had to pick up Tara??) and give her a ride to the bookstore.
When we g?here, Elizabeth ?ed me and we started going back and ?h, although I di? tell her where I was. I?here? a bunch of books and we?o the Cafe, which wa?st a?tle bit differen??sual?? on a second floor and h?hese?k-painted walls, almost like a club ??hing. There was the counter, of ?se, ?e you could order, b?here??o another counte?nning along ?her wall that served kind of the sam?nction as the ba?eller counter.

So I'm cha? the??ive ? at the bank-teller counter and sudd? she starts taking m?der without asking m?o I sigh and? "2 ?essos wi??ed cream, then" and sit down in ?shy chair. Just then, Elizabeth walk??h some girl she gave?ide to a?e're all ohh what a coincidence, and she and???ting it up. ? sta?alking a???tyle="fo?tyle?alic;">The Decline and Fall ?he Roman?ire, and I, finding it of?rse difficult to?ticipate?mp in about Ca?la
So the two of them??t on??? flo??owse, chat, and smoke, and leave the?tuff?h me, saying they'll be back soon.

Nothing for al? 2 h?. I ?t wo?ing ?t those ?essos I order, a?eali?hey've been ?ing ?he o?-piccounter ? who?ime. Geesh. So I maneuve?ound thi?y in a knit ?t ne?? tab?ith a sh??itud?ick ?he espre?, and head back ??able and sta?ipping. ???tyle="fo?tyle?alic;">good.
My dad shows up, ??oss the table, a??s sippin?om Tara'??so. I'm like whateve?he hasn't come back so it's her problem. Then I ?t to wonder.? she??tyle="fo?tyle?alic?lanning on coming back? She must ?ince??ff is here. ?he o? hand, it's not ? that Elizabeth and she are ditching me with the?tuff whi?hey enjoy the bo?ore. So I tell D???tay put while I go look for the 2 girls.

I wa? the bookstore, ? col?ing book?hen sudd?, I see them?side?ough?indow, c?ing and smoking. God. So I head ?ide and walk over to them, b?hey're n?here?more. I'm feeling impatient and I'm tryi?o remember if Tara drove?self or if I droer here, so I get in??ruck in order to can? the?king?, on?o wi?p passing an old green car (whic??ensibly ??h's)?h a girl (that Elizabeth dro?o th?ore)?ting on the hood, looking di?ntled. I? the feeling she and? driver don't get along well? />
"Hey," I call. "Whe?hey?? />
She?ugs. "Inside."

Wh?he--? />
So I decide to head?ide,? I haven't had a cig??et, and I'm ?ing one really bad. ??ely,?e got a high? chair I stole from the Cafe, and I hope I c?et i??side???roblem. As i?rns out, I c?--be?? soo? the cha?? up I'm ?ing on it, i?rns into?ink and the ?ide ??tore?ns into the girls' b?oom. I'm smoking away while a woman who looks like a?y young heroin addict weeps at anoth?ink on a differe?all. The tile's yellow a?he l?ing's harsh. The?ranc? blocked by a sink and another mirro?????all,?cing? to duck under it.

I briefly ?? leaving, and make it a ??y wh?he heroin ad??ns into a very c?y old ma?o I ?e, crawling under th??ding?ror, and walk in?he b?tore, on?o re?e th?he only ?hes I have o???ers.??tyle="fo?tyle?alic;">Awk

"What the hell's going on?" I ask Dad.

"None of thi? real," ?ays. Images bloom into my mia court case, a manila folder containing pictures, a?ange??tion on the ?ide ?he folde?hich I had just read aloud.
I realize the?th: I'm ?? a d?ce lawyer, Serbian by birth, who's involved in a?e with a?bian?ple, and tha?range inscriptio??ually an incantationt pl? me ?omeone else's shoes for a short time? />
The??ort of jump cut and I'm ??tand as a wi?s, being questioned.

"And where a?ou from, originally?" the la? booms.
"I am?bian," I? qui?. The court ??hocked as hell, and the creepy old guy fthe bathroom is ???ing, "Ha?ou ever been to [inc?ehensible al?gh I kno? starts with a B]?"
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Last night wa?ent ?he beach? />

Afte?ds, I went home, only to?cover that my entire family had pick?p and left for Ormond Beach without me, ?ting me to follow later and ? them there when I h??ime.?asn't thrilled, because the threur drive is no f?hen you have to do it yourse?ather th?ide along wi?omeone else.???hat ?ensated ???ise disc?y of a bunch of choc?e in my important-pa? drawer--M&Ms in pink and white,??'s Kisse?apped in foil of all the colors ??ainbow a?ith strange designs (like Riddle?yle ?tion?ks o???e foil). Don't get m?ong--I'm? much of a chocolate?nd, ? the dream-me th???ed at finding all this.
Anyway. So I get ?he car, ??iving, a?ith the ???ition so common to dream states, I'm walking along I?national Speedway Bo?ard in Dayto?ith my brothn-law an??ter, who, unaccountably,?appears. We ??? gone ba?o the hotel in Ormond and decide to walk up ?he A1A, then walk down it all the way to Ormond to meet with everyone there.??? we hit the A1A, we're drenched by a hug?surge of?er from the beac?hich is something like 500 feet ?), and I start noticing ?e giant waves--like 90 feet tall--coming in and soaking ?ything.
"Uh, Dave?" I ask. "Is this normal?" He just ?gs and doesn?ay anything,??? walking? />I see ano? huge wave--? tim?'s 150 feet tall--hit, and drench a ???el building right in front o?, and get another soaking.

"Okay,?e," I say. "? is making me re???. I don't wa?hat building to ?le over with us underneath it. L? go back?oss the wate? and wal? to Ormond on the mainland instead."

?hrugs and says okay, so ?back over th?idge to the mainland, an? we walk, I can ? thi??hrieking and?nching, and then a massive explosion, and wi?t looking back, I know it's the hote?umbling under th??re of the waves.

?her ???ition, a?e're walking?n the road leadi????' hotel, and I c???ing ?nd on a ? of outdoor patio the hotel has all set up, and ?her huge?? coming.

?s!" I yell. ??in'!?t we're too far ? from them; ? can't hear. The?e hits a?e're all underwater. Still, nobo?? to mind. I ? a black family walking (bobbing) along the roadmehow managi?o ho?? bre????man lengths ?ime whil?ill talking. The?ld has acquired a permanent roof of ??ilver and a blue?t. Still, all the shops are open, and people seem to be ? fine.

I walk?o a Taco Bel?hich is ???h 50-foot ceilings and bright ye??ican?ricks on the floor, and ???ly dry. I look o??indow an??hing?till underwater--I c?ee "OPEN" li? flashing in shop wi?s through the blue murk, and an old guy in an ancient fleece-lined flannel jacket and a ??p deer-hunter hat si? up to me and says, "It's all di?ent now,?ber when?as a kid, the light was yellow, ?ythi? gone to shi?ant a taco?"

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July 6, 2007

So my head??y active?t night.

I lent a DVD of The Simpsons to the Fla?s fa?, who kept i?uite selfishly. I wa? too?illed about ?, so I broke?o their ?e and found out ??t their DVD shelving in the garage. I kn?hey were??o come home soon, so I h?o get ac? the?age, grab the DVDs, and get back?oss ?hey got home and???he garage door opener. So of?rse, I do that, but when I g?o the DVDs, I notice that th?ook all ?he i?idual disc c?? of the set envelope, so I have to grab them all and? them ba??her. I make it back ?he door into the?se just ?he garage do??s to opend I?e to?? before ? come in.

I dreamed I wok? at 5 a.m. and felt perfectly rested and refreshed. I thought about ?ing up and heading out, but somehow ?ped back?o sleep again.

I was in Washington, D.C., and had to ? som?iends in "Columbus Circle" (whic? odd because as far as I know, DC doesn't have a Col?s Circle; New York does), which was all the way acro?he city.?ound up havi?o take a hig?eed train, and kept track of? whereab??ough the sec?y cameras in the tra?unnel on this wild littlndheld. Once I got o??rain started talking about and displaying information about some?man ? that had had a conc?ation camp and a?d time a?ing to m?n life. The scre?howed the ci?ith the ? in the 1940s, and it was basically a single bahnhof?h the camp at the far enut it was kind of nice looking. ?he 1?, the camp had been razed and replac?ith ?ge f?ay o?ass. Then the voice said the tra?as a? to ? by the town's former site, ? as we flash?ast ?ge, dry channel with a f?ay o?ass across it, and it was lined by huge hype?ramegamodernldin?hat looked like ??e made of marble--the fo??e of the?tle German city. Once I reached ???cle,?aw a?mer cowo?, who told me about Anna Nicole's new boyfriend and how ?rised she was to see me in DC. I told her about ??as doing, and she pointed me?? a Subway sandwi? where I bumped into Adam and Mandy, who??ying sandwiches and ?tering P?? everywhere.??hat ?le episode, I re-emerged?o Columbus Circl?hich??ical?his neig?hood of ??? around an old-fashioned?ndabout ? had??tree?adiating? fro? at precise 60-degree an?. I had friends to m and they had told me to see?t this bar/b?tore that ad?ised books for 10 cents.?er looking around for a while, I fin??nd it--only to discover ? it was full of ?active deaf ??ho gave me odd l? as ?? around the bar and bandied the typical mind??clejerk stuff about,??tood and played the ?man for a while. Onc? friend arrived, we both went in and? and talked for a while. That wa?eally, a? it.?emember ?ing a bi?hick jacket inside, and ?inui?o wear it until I re?ed how hot it was making me, so I took it off, and in th??s revealed mndheld, whic?abbe?eryo??ention.

A?hat'?.

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