at a train station during early morning. louise from cbtl came up to me with a business proposition. she was tattooed head to toe like a jaguar with face markings and everything. her business proposition was of a magic house where the rules of time and space and fun kinda didn’t really matter. there was to be a lecture where she explains everything about the house and i told her i would attend. the house had no furniture but lots of jewel-toned vertical stripes with squares that each held secrets. the house had magic within it that allowed you to see each moment captured within it. so i was in the lecture, looking at myself in the other room, in the past. i was trying to call myself over so i could do stuff to myself and see if i could feel it…basically experiment with time and space. i know the rules that you’re not supposed to but i thought that the house was self-contained with its magic, therefore the rules of the outside world didn’t apply. apparently they still did and my face turned gruesome and disgusting and dark. my eyes turned red and angry but nothing happened. i didn’t come after myself. i just chilled looking freaky. whatever.
this house was a big deal so celebrities came from far and wide to support louise in her endeavor. kat von d (who i guess tattoed her? or knew her from just being a “heavily tattooed woman”) came and was trying to convince me to let her tattoo a hairless cat on my neck, and i was actually getting pretty persuaded. my dad signed in on the roster in a spot that meant you get extra energy for the day. so if you happened to be the one to sign in on that dark green square you get “10,000 extra energy.”
sweet, he thought. i smiled as a train passed by.