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tomato and horseback adventures

2001-12-14

Jenny and I were driving around at night, as we customarily do. She asked what we should do; I said we could go to my house and draw. She asked, laughingly, if she could get beer there. I shrugged and said probably not. She wanted to stop for some things before we went.

We drove up to a drive-through. There was a teenage guy at the window. As we pulled up he assisted the first car, and we realized we had drove in facing the wrong way. Jenny pulled the car around and out of the way, and then got out and walked up to the drive-through before the second car. From the teenager, she bought some tomatoes. They turned out to be less than best quality and a bit expensive, but she bought them anyway, because Craig didn't leave them for her lately.

Driving down the highway, we looked for the turn-off to get to a Guy's house. Along the edge of the highway were trees, and it was dark and hard to see. We saw the turn-off, but too late. We went on, and turned off at another further down the highway. We went to the house of some chick who happened to be Guy's ex-boyfriend. She was asleep, but we woke her up and asked her how to get to the Guy's house. She told us, very grumpily, and went back inside.

We drove to the Guy's house. He was walking around naked. I waited outside, and when he noticed Jenny he asked us to come in. While we were inside, some Villain stole his car. We tried to run away... we took a clunker of a car and started to drive, but didn't get very far, and only very slowly. The Villain was in close persuit.

We saw a man with a horse. He was on the horse, and the horse was being led by a small child. I begged the man for the horse, and he gave it to me, along with the child. I got on, but the saddle fit funny, with stirrups far too small, and long reins connected to a funny looking bridle. The horse went very slow, but even at a walk was faster than the kid. The kid, now just a baby, cried, and I picked it up, carrying it as I rode.

Jenny, the Guy and I are challenged to find the Villain in a sort of riddle. It involves moving through different rooms and attempting to find him. We finally come upon him in the final room. The baby is an important key, but I want to protect it. The horse went and laid down in the adjoining room.

We were at a school with various dorms and houses.

I wrote stories. I wrote an inflamatory story that encouarges harassing a guy under a pseudonym. I was worried people would be able to identify me by my ISP or by my pseudonym, which is MrInterstate. I look up my location versus the interstate on maps.

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