Friday, 29 April 1994
hrm. dream from Tusday night, I think.

I was at my mom's house, and she got a part time job working 11 hours
a week at the library. She was really pleased about it, it gave her
something to do and she also got to learn about computers.

heather and I went to visit her for lunch, and got something that looked
like a chef's salad, exxcept made with tofu instead of chicken. It
was pretty gross. I remember vaguely waking up and asking heather
if the place we went actualy made such a thing, or if I made it up
in my dream.

Posted by dracon at 15:43
Sunday, 24 April 1994
so...

it was the future, or at least some kind of parallel present...
and I was in cyberspace, no, not geeking at a terminal, but inside
the net like in a William Gibson novel...

I was navigating through western Europe, didn't yet know why, until
A HA! I was caught! "Caught you!" said these funky Chip and Dale
representations. so I ran away

and suddenly an international team of [spies? assasins? enforcers?]
was chasing me, heather, and matthew, for we had been running this
embezzlement scam across the net, and I had fucked up breaking into this
system and now we were in Trouble

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Posted by dracon at 17:07