Anonymous

A Story a Day
2004-03-07 14:39:09 (UTC)

Day Seven

9:31am
So I woke up at 9:11 after a terrible, utterly terrible
dream abou having sex with Julie. Well I don't think I ever
really got around to it. There was lots of presex logistics
to work through. The dream was absurd anywya, Julie wasn't
hereself, she was a mixture of herself and Jennie and there
was supposed to be other people involved, like a threesome
or seomthing, but with another guy. Which is weird because
yesterday I had a similar dream. I wanted to dream of what
I should do with my life and instead I'm having
uncomfortable threesome dreams about girls who i don't even
know anymore. The weirdest part of the dream was the
meeting. I saw her in Blockbuster and I wanted to get out
but instead I just ducked down and eventually she came up
behind me and hugged me. I knew this was all happening but
I pretended to be surprised and freaked out. I don't know
why. She'd never do that and I'd never want to be freaked
out by it or fake beign freaked out. It would make me seem
like a paranoid or something. She also tried to kiss me but
it wasn't her trying, it was Jennie's energy. I felt it
when she got really close. But for some reason the pull of
having sex with her again was too great.

Anyway, stupid dreams. I'm awake and I'm going to make some
pancakes. Last night I hung the coat hooks and the screws
only reached to the dry wall so they came down under the
weight of my coat and now I have several little snake bites
in my wall. I still go two of the hooks to work but I
could've thought the whole thing out a bit better. It was
just to do something after I finished drawing the nude guy
last night. I need to scan those things in today. There's
going to be a Soprano's night at Jessica's apartment
tonight. I don't know if I want to go. Stupid social
events.

12:42am (next day)
Yeah, I went to a movie with Alice who promptly set to
treating me like the "old" me. I mean really blatantly
shitty comments, like, "you'd get along, you're both
depressed" when i told her i was trying to be happier and
the whole cutting my friends who didn't help me thing. so i
jsut walked away and talked to anna while she waited in an
airport for an hour then went home with my new book of
folktales. not sure how i finished the night off. mostly
on this bear of a website. it's going to turn out much
crappier than i'd hoped simply because i'm jsut not that
good at flash. i need to learn more. but april 15th is the
deadline. so why not give it a shot. i'm going to read a
story or two and go to sleep. overall, i feel good today.

oh, a new development in the con has arisen. i might have
to speak in code for this but a very close relative to the
reality is sitting with the mark. i wonder if he'll catch
the game...




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