15 Jan 2003

There's a party at this house. Brian and I go, our friends are already there. Rather quickly I can't find Brian and I just go in circle after circle looking for him. Finally I find him sleeping under his congo bags.
The basement is more like old ruins with the earth all jagged and the cement/rocks upturned. At one point. At one point there is worry of a spy on behalf of the host, and I am translating code. After most people have left, there is only a few of us left, and in every room there is a ghost.
Next thing I know the back door opens to a valley with a meandering river next to it. It's day time. Liz and I decide to go swim in the river. There's this rather disagreeable fellow who keeps telling us about the dangers of the river and it's current. When it's time to get out we are no longer at the house but rather in the wilderness, and we are on a road trip. Then I'm in the Jeep, it's night, and I'm waiting outside a grocery store to collaborate with Annie.