1. something unimportant about ipods
2. jamy and i are in an area that is mostly bayish, a lot like the meditteranian. we're not neccessarily going anywhere. what we are doing is trying on different boats. we don't have to get on any docks, when we decide we want to see another boat, we just materialize inside. we're doing this together but sometimes she'll leave before i do and sometimes i'll leave before she does. i don't remember the first two boats, but the second two boats are shoes, gigantic boots. yes, gigantic boot boats. they're empty inside except for maybe a pillow, a cream coloured one plapped on the middle of an orange shag carpet floor. it's a little bit eery, probably because of the carpetting.
3. a lot of sweet things being offered even though i show up late. people are interrupting the speaker to offer me these sweet things. another telephone. ? .
Monday, February 25, 2008
Friday, February 08, 2008
cruelty, the crossdresser's plight, evanne's dream, arrival
1. oh no! he is cruel to me! i have finished a package, he says it looks terrible. we are all standing around some sort of center for post, alexis even sees it, i attempt to take it in stride, but i am totally destroyed, even with a smile, even with the unspoken pity of those around me!
2. a dream where i observe: a crossdresser whose identity is legitimate and a woman pretending to have the identity of the crossdresser are boarding a greyhound.the bus driver, seeing that the woman looks to be a woman accepts her as the correct choice even though she is the scam artist. the driver kicks the crossdresser off the bus and he is very, very distraught. i go back with him to his place, which is not really his home, his home is elsewhere, in the suburbs, with his wife, but he has a place here in the city where he paints. we go there and he kicks large alluminum forms over. he is a fugitive. he seems comforted by my prescense but i really don't have words for him.
3. i'm dreaming evanne's dream: she's driving with her dad in a sports car, he's going to show her something, a present he's giving her. they are deep in the city. when they get inside, he says 'have at it!' they are half bodies in very crazy unthinkable amazing positions. she slides right in to them and is laughing. she says 'oh this is so great!' one is between two pillars, upsidedown, legs look like an M with the feet pushing against the pillars and the head hanging down beneath...
4. i've arrived, i'm here, i text message evanne. i'm in a place that's simultaneously new york, san francisco, and seattle.
2. a dream where i observe: a crossdresser whose identity is legitimate and a woman pretending to have the identity of the crossdresser are boarding a greyhound.the bus driver, seeing that the woman looks to be a woman accepts her as the correct choice even though she is the scam artist. the driver kicks the crossdresser off the bus and he is very, very distraught. i go back with him to his place, which is not really his home, his home is elsewhere, in the suburbs, with his wife, but he has a place here in the city where he paints. we go there and he kicks large alluminum forms over. he is a fugitive. he seems comforted by my prescense but i really don't have words for him.
3. i'm dreaming evanne's dream: she's driving with her dad in a sports car, he's going to show her something, a present he's giving her. they are deep in the city. when they get inside, he says 'have at it!' they are half bodies in very crazy unthinkable amazing positions. she slides right in to them and is laughing. she says 'oh this is so great!' one is between two pillars, upsidedown, legs look like an M with the feet pushing against the pillars and the head hanging down beneath...
4. i've arrived, i'm here, i text message evanne. i'm in a place that's simultaneously new york, san francisco, and seattle.
Tuesday, February 05, 2008
metallic cat, phone sex operator
january 24 2008
i'm traveling in Australia with two men. I suppose I had affection for both, some bond, I’m not sure of the particulars. We were at a festival, a huge crowd, huge palette of color. bright and loud but I was calm. We were about to cross the border of Australia to Central Asia or western Europe. I was quick to be done with the customs area. As I stepped over the border I realized that I was stepping directly into another sky, and with that put a little more oomph in my departure, springing off of the ground excitedly. As my body fell down into the sky, as the ground crested over my vision, I saw that the two men I had been with turned into huge yellow birds. As I fell through the clouds I became aware of the urge to stay upright, and also aware that I needed to just coast with the wings. I was soaring through layer after layer of realities. On one of the many opportunities to stop I decided to soar in to one of the tinier realities. It was a dark jungle lit by Christmas lights, the size of a bed, 3 or 4 feet tall. I was greeted by a metallic cat.
february 4, 2006
i am in a house that isn't mine, maybe i'm house sitting or subletting. there's a lot of clutter and the lighting is alternatley late at night and middle-of-day cloudy afternoon. i have a phone at the foot of the bed that keeps ringing. i sit up in my bed wondering if i should answer. i realize it's not just any phone. it's pink and has a light that flickers with each ring. does this phone have to do with my paycheck? if i answer this phone will i be making any money? someone else is trying to get my attention. it might be my mom. now i really want to answer that phone. i wonder if i have an answering machine. i do. i realize that i've been hiding my job as a phone sex worker from my mom for months now.
i'm traveling in Australia with two men. I suppose I had affection for both, some bond, I’m not sure of the particulars. We were at a festival, a huge crowd, huge palette of color. bright and loud but I was calm. We were about to cross the border of Australia to Central Asia or western Europe. I was quick to be done with the customs area. As I stepped over the border I realized that I was stepping directly into another sky, and with that put a little more oomph in my departure, springing off of the ground excitedly. As my body fell down into the sky, as the ground crested over my vision, I saw that the two men I had been with turned into huge yellow birds. As I fell through the clouds I became aware of the urge to stay upright, and also aware that I needed to just coast with the wings. I was soaring through layer after layer of realities. On one of the many opportunities to stop I decided to soar in to one of the tinier realities. It was a dark jungle lit by Christmas lights, the size of a bed, 3 or 4 feet tall. I was greeted by a metallic cat.
february 4, 2006
i am in a house that isn't mine, maybe i'm house sitting or subletting. there's a lot of clutter and the lighting is alternatley late at night and middle-of-day cloudy afternoon. i have a phone at the foot of the bed that keeps ringing. i sit up in my bed wondering if i should answer. i realize it's not just any phone. it's pink and has a light that flickers with each ring. does this phone have to do with my paycheck? if i answer this phone will i be making any money? someone else is trying to get my attention. it might be my mom. now i really want to answer that phone. i wonder if i have an answering machine. i do. i realize that i've been hiding my job as a phone sex worker from my mom for months now.
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