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June
1, 2004
Okay, enough with the rain already. It seems
never-ending these days, and i'm just so ready to sit
outside on the porch with Himself and be old poops
drinking wine. But alas, we can do no more than poke
our noses against the window, peering out at the soggy
gloom. Blech.
The weekend was moderately decent though. Just nice
enough to go out and do some serious damage to our pocket
book by buying more paintings while on our trek through
the Riverdale
Art Walk. We ended up with 3 new pieces -
we've now gone from having nothing on our walls to
wondering where i'm going to hang everything! But
that's okay - i'd been wanting one of this
artist's pieces for a long time and Himself bought
one for me! i've already sorted where to hang the
other two - not sure where i'll put hers - it's a self
portrait and all dark and moody - you just see part of the
face and dark hair. Perfect.
And i'm determined to get much better at my own art ...
this house will look like a gallery yet.
my back continues to be a pain - literally. i'm
actually getting worried as i've never had a lot of
problems with it, and any time i have it's usually been
about moving furniture, aches for a couple days, and then
stops. This time it doesn't seem to want to
stop. And it seems to be worse at night when i'm
trying to roll over in bed. Himself says that's
because we use our back muscles more to roll over.
Luckily it doesn't seem to be interfering with that
*other* activity one does in bed. Heh.
Speaking of bed and sleeping, i have been having the
wonkiest dreams. Erotic and chaotic. Sunday
night i dreamed that Himself asked a friend of ours,
"E", to come over and teach me how to be a
lesbian. Lord only knows why it was "E" -
while we like her a ton, we don't get to see her often
(our loss). But she is dominant so i'm sure that had
something to do with it.
Anyway, the whole dream was about her being assertive yet
gentle with me, and me being anxious that i wasn't
showered well enough and all sorts of weirdness like
that. And i wasn't saying no, but i wasn't just
going "oh, okay" either. Heh.
Probably that mixed up part of me that knows full well i'm
attracted to women and have not done a whole lot about it,
was lurking about.
As per usual, the alarm clock interfered with me knowing
the conclusion.
Then last night i dreamed that i met this ENORMOUS
man. Big, but kind and gentle and very sad because
people were afraid of him. And i wasn't afraid of
him at all (N from the place i used to live will be
laughing now and remembering - shades of yester-year, eh
N? i wasn't afraid of the big bad guy then either
*g*)
So anyway, in the dream we become good friends and he's
showing me his house and letting me live there and of
course we get romantic. However there was a problem
... he was ENORMOUS everywhere. REALLY
enormous. Like beyond an "oh my gawd".
And we can't errr .. do it. 'Cause it's not going to
go into any of my parts anytime soon. (Like bigger
than the biggest cucumber .. more like a giant squash.)
So we decide to put a condom over a cucumber (a big one)
and try to get me .. uh .. stretched. And right when
we are getting this all ready and he's pushing in the
cucumber, the other woman who's decided she's not afraid
of him either, shows up and i'm making a mad dash to the
trash can with said cucumber so she won't find out what we
were doing. Then i realize she might see the condom
in the trash so i fish it out and head for the bathroom to
flush it.
As per usual, the alarm clock interfered with me knowing
the conclusion.
i wonder what'll be playing tonight ...
 
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