6/16/93
I dreamed my mother laid out some of my old clothes for me. They were some old funky brown felt T-shirts. They also had the frame for my old bunk bed out.
I was also told to go out and get some chinese food for the family and the guests. I was supposed to get 2 chickens, vegetables and rice. I took a weird short cut through another restaurant to get there. The two restaurants were the "Orange Hut" and "Ding How."
I remember going through my bag looking for the money. I had lots of money: several $80 dollar bills as well as some funny joke money.
6/17/93
I dreamed I was in a new house with Lorrie. I was in a bedroom reading and sleeping. I heard a knock on the door, but didn't bother to answer it.
I heard them use the knocker instead and didn't bother to answer it either.
I went to see what Lorrie was doing. She was on the phone talking with someone. She switched to another line and it sounded like she was talking to someone who was angry. She got off the phone and told me to let mother in. She had been waiting since early that morning to be let into the house. I asked Lorrie why she didn't knock on the door. Lorrie said mother had. I lied and told her I hadn't heard anything. I asked her if she'd heard anything. Lorrie said she hadn't, but that she was probably in the shower when mother knocked on the door. I told her mother should have knocked harder until someone came to open the door for her. I went downstairs to let mother in.
7/1/93
I was explaining my finances to father. I told him that I'd finally got new tires and a muffler. I also told him that I probably had cavities. He asked me if I was brushing my teeth. I told him that I brushed my teeth every time I ate something. He asked me if I was flossing too. I told him that I was, especially the molars.
In the beginning of the dream I remember thinking about the sliding glass door and the white curtain.
7/3/93
I was staying at a couples house. I asked if my music ever kept them awake. The wife said, "no." The husband said, "Yes mambo." I remember them being in a bedroom located north of my current bedroom. The husband asked the wife if she had some of her old medicine around so I could take some and get over my lingering cold. They looked around and found it, "negoxitegratol", it was anti-seizure medication and I told them I couldn't take it because I was already taking anti-seizure medication.
7/22/93
I was in a room and smashing everything with a folding chair. It was in slow motion. I was aware it was a dream. Later I dreamed I was masturbating and came in such volume it was just gushing out. I swallowed so much I started choking. In panic, I went to the kitchen to get a mop to clean it up.
7/23/93
My dad came home with a beautiful blond girl friend. She was tall and looked like a model with long blond hair. He introduced her to me and we gave greeting hugs. During the hug she wrestled me to the ground. We rolled over a few times and I landed on top of her. Her blouse was not tucked in and had come up to expose her stomach and part of her breast. I leaned over and kissed her just below the breast. She quickly got up and gave me a mischievous smile.
In another dream, my dad was leaving the apartment and going to the parking lot to get in his car and drive away. I ran out of the apartment and picked up a piece of concrete and threw it towards him. By this time he was already in his car and backing out. The concrete bounced on the sidewalk and pieces of it hit some cars.
7/31/93
I was staying by myself in my old room in San Pablo. In the middle of the night I went into what used to be Lorrie's room and stole a bunch of items and put them in my car. I was about to drive off when I noticed the lights were on in both bedrooms. I snuck back in and turned off the lights. As I got in the car it was starting to dawn. Everyone in the house started to wake up. I could hear them talking about me and wondering where I was. I quickly drove off.
I got work painting the walls of a restaurant. The wall was white with multi-colored hand writing spray painted all over it. The hand writing consisted off famous sayings and quotes. To make them, I spray painted a solution on the wall which ate through the wall and then I spray painted the area. The words became embedded into the wall.
I thought about going to Canada or Mexico, but I didn't have a passport. Eventually I called my father to turn myself in. I called Donnya from jail. I described what I'd been doing and she laughed about all of the silly things I'd done.