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cimoreneso i dreamed i went bafck to kansas to live with m favorite aunt and uncle over christmas and while i was there, took up working at group usa again, the clothing store where i worked before--two summers ago when i lived with them. only the mall was like five stories and group usa was huge and had worker quarters. i mean, like, apartment complexes' worth of free housing for the workers. so peter gallagher was the manager of the store, and he took me to show me the apartment complex. i didn't mention i was planning to live with cherrie and joe, just pocketed the key. then went to live with them.
skip. the next 'scene' is on the way to a courtroom--i'm the prosecution's witness in a mujrder case. cherrie and joe are fussing at me for having discovered the evidence, which is to say, a blood-coated baseball glove under a pile of leaves, while cleaning (mowing?) the yard it was in. (no fear, i would never take such a job. outside? a lawn mower? heh.) anyway, cherrie said, 'you just didn't have to look there,' and i said sarcastically,
'right. how ridiculous of me to pick up an object that didn't belong in the yard when i'd been hired to clean it.'
we get there and the lawyer for the defense gets the judge to reverse our roles--me the defendant and him the witness--'temporarily' as some kind of 'exercise'--and then he calls a recess, so the guy doesn't have to go to jail, only neither do i. the next part is about trying to avoid being seen by the guy, who's hunting me to kill me. only with cherrie and joe and tesia, my cousin. we go to the company apartment and there's someone there, so we sneak out again. we hide in the bathrooms. then cherrie and joe turn into my parents and they're hiding me in a restaurant. they go in the bathroom, which has two stalls, one with a toilet and one with a urinal (which is... away from the wall for some reason). the guy is following them, so my dad goes in one stall and my mom in the other and i hide behind the urinal, and the guy's trying to look under the stall door without looking like he is. when he leaves, defeated, they rush me first across the hall to a different bathroom (to hide behind the door when the manager appears) and then out in the lobby where they make me get behind some vending machines.
'i can't fit!' i screech.
and then i wake up.
but mm, peter gallagher.
skip. the next 'scene' is on the way to a courtroom--i'm the prosecution's witness in a mujrder case. cherrie and joe are fussing at me for having discovered the evidence, which is to say, a blood-coated baseball glove under a pile of leaves, while cleaning (mowing?) the yard it was in. (no fear, i would never take such a job. outside? a lawn mower? heh.) anyway, cherrie said, 'you just didn't have to look there,' and i said sarcastically,
'right. how ridiculous of me to pick up an object that didn't belong in the yard when i'd been hired to clean it.'
we get there and the lawyer for the defense gets the judge to reverse our roles--me the defendant and him the witness--'temporarily' as some kind of 'exercise'--and then he calls a recess, so the guy doesn't have to go to jail, only neither do i. the next part is about trying to avoid being seen by the guy, who's hunting me to kill me. only with cherrie and joe and tesia, my cousin. we go to the company apartment and there's someone there, so we sneak out again. we hide in the bathrooms. then cherrie and joe turn into my parents and they're hiding me in a restaurant. they go in the bathroom, which has two stalls, one with a toilet and one with a urinal (which is... away from the wall for some reason). the guy is following them, so my dad goes in one stall and my mom in the other and i hide behind the urinal, and the guy's trying to look under the stall door without looking like he is. when he leaves, defeated, they rush me first across the hall to a different bathroom (to hide behind the door when the manager appears) and then out in the lobby where they make me get behind some vending machines.
'i can't fit!' i screech.
and then i wake up.
but mm, peter gallagher.
