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single_man_tear) wrote2024-04-26 06:59 pm
single_man_tear) wrote2024-04-26 06:59 pm
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Journal Entry: Dear Sam
Dear Sam,
Today was trippy. Not the brown acid kind but close.
Started off at the library where the Brit librarian took us into their special collections. Now before you get all sexually aroused: it wasn’t full of rare books. It was just freaking space. Like stars and moons and galaxies. Anyway we got sent through another portal to a cabin that had a typewriter that apparently narrated everything we were doing.
Yeah. I thought it was Chuck too.
Then we went through a blackboard door (don’t ask) and I ended up eating an apple. That had a note under it saying all the weird crap had to be fought with a narrative.
And I still don’t understand what it means. But it’s getting worse out there.
The fries came back. And the fries were not happy about being burned. Luckily the girl who told me about the Jedi was there and threw them all in the lava using the force. No, I don’t know how it works but it did.
And I finally met Anakin Skywalker. Pretty sure the grumpy Jedi was right about him. He put lava and quicksand in the middle of a warehouse! What kind of person does that?
And the Jedi girl also has a laser sword. Where the hell can I get my hands on one?
Anyway it looks like big trouble is brewing tomorrow. I don’t know how to fight with narrative but I know how to shoot, stab and punch. Maybe it will be enough.
If it wasn’t, you know I went down swinging.
-Dean
Today was trippy. Not the brown acid kind but close.
Started off at the library where the Brit librarian took us into their special collections. Now before you get all sexually aroused: it wasn’t full of rare books. It was just freaking space. Like stars and moons and galaxies. Anyway we got sent through another portal to a cabin that had a typewriter that apparently narrated everything we were doing.
Yeah. I thought it was Chuck too.
Then we went through a blackboard door (don’t ask) and I ended up eating an apple. That had a note under it saying all the weird crap had to be fought with a narrative.
And I still don’t understand what it means. But it’s getting worse out there.
The fries came back. And the fries were not happy about being burned. Luckily the girl who told me about the Jedi was there and threw them all in the lava using the force. No, I don’t know how it works but it did.
And I finally met Anakin Skywalker. Pretty sure the grumpy Jedi was right about him. He put lava and quicksand in the middle of a warehouse! What kind of person does that?
And the Jedi girl also has a laser sword. Where the hell can I get my hands on one?
Anyway it looks like big trouble is brewing tomorrow. I don’t know how to fight with narrative but I know how to shoot, stab and punch. Maybe it will be enough.
If it wasn’t, you know I went down swinging.
-Dean