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so i just had this really funky dream. i was black, and living in a huge house with just my mom (my real mom. she hadn't changed.) and jessika. there was something about her working at an ice cream parlor and i wanted a slurpee. so anyway i'm at a punk show, and i meet this scrawny kid with tribal war paint all over his body, and he's going absolutely nuts in the pit. the sweat's dripping off him and the paint is starting to melt. he's homeless so i invite him to come live at my house for a while - and he does. we're walking back to my house together when i see this guy that i've run into before. he's also not wearing a shirt, his black hair is long and shaggy, and he's really dirty. basically he'd hated his family so he went to live on his own, in the wilderness. remember that book, far side of the mountain, with the kid who lives in a tree? well, this guy was like that kid, only less successful. so just like every other time i talk to him, i invited him to come stay at my house. and finally he does! so i've dragged home two random guys and they both get showers and i take off to do.. something. later i'm talking to my mom and she's laughing her ass off about how nice "those two boys" are and how once they'd gotten a shower they weren't so bad. "and that one boy's chest is very impressive." so then it's the first day o' school and i've got the boys tagging along, and the dream makes sense! it's freshman year. my name is lisa, the big guy with black hair is slater, and the little guy from the punk show is screech. it's the story of how the saved by the bell kids first met! crazy. zack was an asshole to slater and slater was all unsure of himself (come on, he's fresh from the wilderness.) and screech gets the shit beat out of him for pissing everyone off.
anyway that was a really funky dream but it was cool too. so there.