the cop ends up pulling someone else over in the process of turning around, so he's got another guy behind me (big gold cadillac or something), but there's not quite enough room and he wants me to pull ahead into a parking space on the other side of the street (we're magically somewhere besides a mountain now.. ashland i think).

but for some reason there's this dumbfuck in my car checking it out (he was really impressed by it and got in to take a look when i got out). he refuses to get out but pulls the car ahead for me. however, he's incapable of parking and ends up at a right angle to the parking space. i get really angry and he finally gets out. i get in and it turns out he managed to break one of the records that was in there in half (well, about a 1/3 of it was shattered). i get even more angry and get out and start waving it in his face. i tell him he has to pay for it, etc.. not that it costs that much, but it's a pain in the ass.

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i'm in some sort of classroom type place. there's not really anyone there, so i set up this little board i found across two desks and try to sleep.

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football game, i think. some guy fucks up his neck royally.. some other guy grabs his skull from his helmet and pulls his brain out. runs away.

i'm in an unmarked police car with two guys and we're following the guy with the brain. the car has these fucked up rear wheels that can turn too (if you flip this switch) so the car can drive diagonally if you want. we see the guy and drive past. i look back at him. he sees me look.. i try to do something to seem innocent.

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we're going to the beach (not sure which one). right before we get there the road (2 lane) turns into an interstate so there's no more speed limit. we go really fast, but there are sharp turns so we keep having to slam on the brakes. whenever it seems like the car is going to flip as we go around the corner i grab onto the top and jump out the side and run along side it sorta (for some reason this works).

i tell whoever i'm with that it looks a lot like a beach i was at on the way to debate nationals in north carolina (the beach was either northern south carolina or southern north carolina.. i don't remember which).

we get out and walk along this trail above the beach. there is a spot where there's all these branches and bushes on teh trail, though, so it's not really navigable in bare feet, but the beach below us has a few inches of water with all these dead leaves and stuff in it. we opt for the water. i'm paranoid about stepping on something.

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i'm with this really cool blonde. turns out she is an fbi agent or some strange thing.. i'm not really sure, and she doesn't fully elaborate. she seems very suggestive, but tells me she doesn't want to have sex, then is very aggressive physically. whatever.