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jeanette:
strange fuckin shit! i wish i remembered more of it.

started off at a huge beach/mansion party. there were a lot of familiar faces (too bad i can’t remember many at this point!) but we were all having a blast. it was really crowded and i can’t even remember if i was smoking (probably!) but then all of a sudden i  was with a guy and a girl, both of whom i was good friends with, and we saw this big bus/van pull up in the driveway and i think we heard over the radio or some loudspeaker that it was a HUGE drug bust. we knew they were coming for us, i don’t think i specifically had any weed on me, but we started dispersing. all of a sudden it was chaos, people everywhere, cops (maybe plain clothed?) were filtering through the party. it was madness.

then i remember being next to the big dog cop. i can’t remember what was happening but then i remember me taking him to a bedroom where i think my (non-existent) daughter was in the bathroom. i remember telling the cop to leave her alone. i think it was insinuated that i would um? sleep with him? or something along those lines to get out of trouble. at this point, it’s really calm. as i exit the bedroom (nothing happened!) the house had completely cleared out.

then i don’t know what happened with that scenario but all of a sudden it was night. i’m not sure how this scene started, but i do remember there was a start. but there was an ambulance and paramedics and one of them got left behind. so i was walking up this steep hill with one of the (lady) paramedics and then there was some sort of house call and she met her fellow paramedics there. i asked if i could come along and she said, “sure, as long as you don’t mind getting into the ambulance afterwards” – and ya, i think i accompanied her to some house. and from there, i really can’t remember.

damn, finally a cool dream and my memory has failed me. dammit.

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lenny:
my brother and i owned this nice house. the backyard was rock and lead down to a private beach. we walked down to the beach and met two hobos. the hobos wanted something from us but i don’t remember what. we went back inside. the hobos broke in and stole stuff from our house. i was upstairs heard them breaking in, but didn’t care for some reason. then the dream then turned into a television show type thing, and i was watching it from third person. the hobos had a grappling hook gun that they stole from scully of the “xfiles”. scully was there and there were a bunch of swat people. the hobos used the grappling hook gun to escape onto the rooftop of the house next door.

tammy:
i went to some amusement park but i was more like, on the beach. when i got there, it was packed and i had to sign up for something (i had to write my name and check a box for expedia). people were lying on chairs and i grabbed a pen that she had put above her head for the next person to get. for some reason, my nails are freshly done, but they start cracking. i go to ask phil if he wants to go play in the water and he says no or something. so i go ask derek. for some reason, his apartment was packed near the beach. i tried to buzz myself in, but i forgot the number. then a guy came and asked if i wanted to come in (like held the door open when he went in). i was like, “naw, it’s okay.” then derek walked by and i’m like, “phil doesn’t wanna swim.” so we’re about to go get ready to go and a lady tells me that i can sell my fingernail polish cracks and pieces. so i’m about to go with her, and derek follows. she tells me we’re heading to a magic store first. the end.