i'm at mudd. classes have just started. i'm waiting for a music class to finish (there are two students playing instruments) so i can ask the prof about taking music theory. he stops for a second to see what i want, then tells me to talk to him when they're finished (5 min). i wander around outside. meanwhile about 20 or 30 people go into the room for the next class. i decide to come back later.
i can't remember where my hum class is. i'm pretty sure it's now (i don't remember my schedule so well), but i'm not so concerned because i remember missing it a lot. i run into brad. we talk about how nice it is to be done at 11. we're only virtually done, though, since we're skipping class. we're not very concerned.
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still at mudd. i'm walking back toward the dorms and see aaron schweiger [ he goes to brown ] walking with this girl. they're going really slow.. she seems to have difficulty walking. i'm having trouble walking as well. [ i think that this is because i'm sleeping on my stomach and my legs are sticking past the end of the bed. i roll over. ]
then i decide to cycle through global walk modes, or something similarly strange. each time i swith everyone around me starts walking in a different way. i can't seem to find normal.. i think i keep passing it.
then i'm with a couple of my friends. we decide to do something really tricking. next we're behind some large rock or building or something. everyone thinks that we're supposed to be dead (i think), but we're not.. it's some sort of trick. someone is smoking a cigarette.
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i get to a party of some sort. about half of the people there are up on this platform thing (maybe 4 ft high). i get up on the platform near the back. i think i'm dancing. n shows up. she sees me and walks over to the edge of the platform near me and says hi. i go over to talk to her. she asks why b and i have avoided her. i'm not sure how to respond. she starts talking about how it was a good thing for her because she ended up spending lots of quality time with someone named paco (or something similar). i'm not sure what to make of it.
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[ i think this was earlier. ] i'm with two police officers. we're being chased by other officers. we're running toward a station house. i'm having trouble keeping up because my legs aren't working so well. [ i hadn't figured out that sleeping on my stomach was the problem yet. ] they've almost caught up by the time i get in the door. as it closes i throw my jacket out at them (for some reason). i run out another door into a narrow alley. i don't think they've seen me yet. i'm running down it, but am stil having problems. i use my hands to push myself along the walls on either side, but it's not terribly helpful.
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i'm sitting in a car. tim is standing in the open door. (i'm not sure which tim.. he seems to have qualities of both.) we're waiting in a parking lot for someone else (eagle?) to get out of a store. i'm talking to him about the webring rewrite. he wants to know why i want to build it around a sql database. i go off about how evil the current flat files are and about how it was one of the stupidest things i've done in my life. i think this is a gross exaggeration, but i leave it at that.
