Go to Susan’s house. Try to play with their kbd’s. The kids don’t want me to. Start a bass line. Pull out the power cord and break it. Talk about taking photos and concerts. Phil Collins is there. Sit down and Susan sits in the chair next to me, covered in a blanket. A girl lays on top of her. I go outside and get ready to leave. Some guy comes out talking about speed & kids in the basement. He backs out a BMW & hits several padded poles. I spray on w/fake hair. I run around and decide to go cycling.
Sitting on a couch at 30700, some invisible guy tries to fuck me, then punches me in the side.