Jun.4.2001 #1

Brian picks me up, and we drop Liz off next to a park. Brian cuts through the park because we are low on gas. I'm upset with him because it is my car and he is driving recklessly. There's a garage at the bottom of this hill. There is only one pump, and it's currently in use, so we go inside. Everytime we go out to use the pump someone cuts in front of us. Brian finally just parks the car and we go inside for awhile. There's a bakery inside the garage.
When we go outside again we can't find the car. It's dark now and I'm emotionally exhausted, so I sit down. Brian's not there anymore and I can see the sky. After a while this man comes over to me. He's black, tall, skinny and flambouant. He tells me that he found my car.
I follow him to the top of the hill, to his house, which has a garage attached. Inside the garage there are 5 or 6 black men. I sit down and they ask me what color my car is. I say, "blue, dark blue, like the sky at night." The men like it and they all reply, "yes, like the sky."
The garage door opens and my car comes out, with pictures all over it. They are scenes that have been painted onto the car and superimposed over each scene is a woman, fully dressed with neon circles around her breasts. I laugh, and they laugh with me. I get up and walk over to the car, and start unconsciously scratching off the pictures. I then suddenly realize what an insult that must be and leave the rest.
I leave with my car to go get Brian from his mom's house, and on the way I get mad at him again for leaving me.