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Selling Marijuana

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Monday, March 25 2013

Really all I can remember is that I was selling a small amount of marijuana (I had about an ounce, I think) to some close friends.  I had promised them medical grade, but I ended up only being able to get my hands on some mids.  They didn't look very impressive either.  That's all!

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Upscale Rave

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Monday, January 28 2013

I was going to a rave with Gavin, and we were trying to sneak drugs in past security.  The entrance was heavily guarded, and you had to pay admission.  Once you got through the door the "building" was composed of rows of adjoining booths and canvas tents.  Gavin told me to sneak back in if I got kicked out.  I tucked a large baggy underneath my left breast in my flowy halter dress, and made my way down the aisles of slashing lights, music, and costumed people.  

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Rapper Wants Me to Cheat on my Boyfriend

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Tuesday, January 1 2013

I was taking shrooms with Gavin and some other friends near where Gavin is staying now, in a house I've only been to once.  Nelly was there and was trying to get me to sleep with him.  He had me put my hand on his leg, and I could feel his massive erection reaching nearly to his knee.  I abruptly told him that I loved my boyfriend very much and wouldn't fool around with him.  That's pretty much it.

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Grow-Op, Trains, and Murder

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Saturday, November 3 2012

Gavin and Michael are growing marijuana and have invited me over to help.  There is a busy train track running through the side yard, and we've been informed that the police are going to find out what we are up to.  Obviously we have to kill the informant...?  None of us seem put-off by this.

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Arkansas Cops

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Wednesday, August 15 2012

I'm at my house in Arkansas and the cops are at the door.  There's a glass pipe and a bag of pot on the coffee table so I pick them up and hide them in the bedroom before allowing the cops inside.  When I get to the door only one cop comes in.  He's young and not bad looking and soft-spoken.  I then realize that somehow the pipe and the bag are back on the table again.  I try to pick them up and hide them, but he clearly sees what I'm doing.  I keep trying anyway.

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Running from Cops, Rabbis at Dad's, Baby Pig

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Saturday, February 25 2012

I'm running from the cops in Harrison.  Eventually I make it to my dad's where there are three rabbis standing together in the backyard.  Between them is a glass pipe with a stream of smoke pouring from it, sitting in the grass.  For some reason I wander out into the street, where I see a baby pig running around.  I chase it around the garage near the road.  Eventually I wind up in this town that's half real and half dreamed-up.  Been there many, many times.

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Hiding From Cops/ Night Terror

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Sunday, February 19 2012

I'm at my mom's apartment, but now my brother Jeff, and Holly and Shannon are there too.  We're all smoking.  Lots.  I peek under the front door to see a cop standing there, and I accidentally exhale a huge hit right under the door.  I run to the back of the apartment (where the kicthen would be) and find myself in the stock room of a store where I grab some air freshener spray.  I go back and spray all around the apartment.  My brother tells me to relax, that the c

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Running From the Cops (Night Terror)

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Saturday, February 18 2012

I'm at Holly's 2nd apartment in Harrison; a big old upstairs living space.  Her lawyer calls and tells us we're fucked.  We see a cop parked out back, and another out front.  I try to hide everything except for two glass pipes and a bag of pot.  I walk out the front door onto the street and nobody tries to stop me.  Around the corner I pick up the pace as I'm paranoid.  I'm spotted.  I run to my mom's apartment around the corner.  An acquaintance, Shannon

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A Different Kind of School Dream

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Wednesday, October 27 2010

So it's not uncommon for me to have a dream that I'm in high school again, but the one I had last night was completely different from any that I've ever had before.  It started out that I was at my grandparent's house in Ohio and it was Christmas.  Apparently my grandparents and my dad had chipped in to get me something really nice, although I never did find out what it was.  I was thinking it was a car or a guitar or something.  Anyway the next thing I knew I was going to sc

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