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Today I peed in a cathedral.
Came home an hour ago and immediately reverted to glumness. Slithery animals make me happy. People, on the whole, do not. It's an odd day today. Everything seems obscene and acid washed. I dreamed I had a terrible gash in one breast. I kept prodding at the filmy snarls of tissue and odd-colored oozes that apparently lurk in thereit was sort of Uziga-looking (no one draws marbly innards quite like he does!!). These wound dreams have a way of sticking in my brain...the last one I had I obsessed over for days. Little dead dreams in boxes, then WOOSH! a room full of moths and a handful of copper shavings.
Dani realized that she was being an ass. Finally. So I guess as long as she's fine, Jay's fine- my life is spared(?) whatever. I'm not sure how I feel about either of them as of now...or their silly friends that can't mind their own business. Oh look at that. I'm over it. I'll be there Saturday and I'm going to have fun with or without them talking shit.
Sometimes the internet is wonderful!!! sex. style. robots!: