we were in a banh mi shop. his specialty was gumbo, and a cold soba noodle - but the cold noodle was big and white and clear, not like normal soba. i think i saw him put a piece of fried chicken, bone and all, on the bread. we talked about banh mi.

we must have been at the first day of bard. julianne lee was there. i don't know why. the faculty must have wondered why i brought her. but i think there was reason why she was there, so it was OK. Miranda Lichenstein had a short haircut, and I couldn't figure out if it was her, but i guessed it must have been. Penelope Umbrico was there, she was wearing black and had silver ear rings. We were looking at readings. Or, we were given readings.

for some reason i think I was in Mira O'brien's apartment, but she wasn't there. I spilled tea there, an dropped eggs on a staircase. I was with some girl, someone who i was staying with at another apartment, we were there to check in on it, or something? There was a presence there, like a ghost or something. i can't remember how i knew, but i knew. the tea was in this weird device that had two cups at once, and the spout was o different sides so they didn't both pour out at the same time.

at another point, i drove in a car w/ this ghost back to where i was staying. but then, where the ghost was supposed to turn (the ghost was driving, i was in the passenger seat), there were people either doing construction or playing on the sidewalk, and maybe the ghost freaked out and kept driving. and then i freaked b/c we were going into a big intersection. maybe i let the ghost drive b/c it was such a short drive, and now it was getting into a dangerous part of the street. we were going straight at police cars that were either parked or coming towards us, and the ghost wasn't moving out of the way, so i pulled the emergency break, and with my hands, slammed on the break. i can't remember if i stopped or not or what, but i didn't die. i ended up near a chinese restaurant that resembled szechewan, that was in manhattan beach where i grew up - but it was named something else. near the restaurant i was with the girl i was staying with and some guy, and i said the ghost was still around and i'd prove it, i said outloud for the ghost to assert its presence by making windchimes move, and it did, and the guy freaked a little. we got scratch lotto tickets, and i think i won something, but then the numbers kept changing like a slot machine moving, so i thought you had to cash it at a winning point. we were at the place i was staying, i was too scared to go back to mira's b/c of the ghost, but i wanted to clean u the eggs and spilled tea.


a few days ago:

on a billboard type thing, rage against the machine was doing a tribute to brian eno.