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11:02:2005 Entry: "Ann : Weird Sex DREAM"

Weird Sex DREAM

Stan and I had met up with _ _ _ _ in Colorado at some mountain resort or something. I got it in my head that I was going to try to seduce him, despite the fact that Stan was there. (Stan is also in this journal, but Stan is well aware of my long time crush on _ _ _ _. _ _ _ _, on the other hand, doesn't read my blog, but on the off chance he does decide to read it...aw hell, what am I hiding. Bill, ok? It's Bill! As if he'll read this. It'll never happen. This is too conversational and personal for him; he prefers political, detached blogs. Such a scientist guy thing.)

I forget the timelined sequence of events, but here are the snippets:

I was trying to get through to Bill by talking about how sensual my paintings are, stroking and carressing them, acting as if the painting was a man I was seducin. I think I was speaking with a Swedish accent, why--I have absolutely no clue.

On the topic of Swedishness, Bill had some strange circular contraption that was made out of canvas, the size and shape of an above-ground backyard swimming pool, that contained a hottub, bedroom, bathroom and kitchen. It was supposedly some Swedish invention, (Bill is not Swedish, BTW, so I have no idea what this Swedish thing is) like something to take camping with you. It had two beds, so Stan and I could spend the night with Bill, but the larger bed was very uncomfortable with sides that forced you to roll to the center. I wondered how on earth I would be comfortable in the thing, and then I thought maybe Stan could sleep with Bill and I'd take the little bed. Weird. The whole presentation of the weird canvas house/tent/hottub thing was like watching a long infomercial--ah...now I know what's going on here. One of the last times we saw Bill we discussed those Swedish sleep system beds. I bet that's the relation.

I was standing in front of thei mirror watching myself get dressed, trying to put something seductive on.

A fourth person entered the dream, _o_ _ _. He had more hair and it was longer (Stan and I yesterday discussed how he never had long hair although he hung out with people with long hair). We were all standing outside. Stan had a TV remote control that he was unintentionally holding near his groin. _o_ _ _ and I were looking down at the remote, and for some reason referred to it as "Stan's burrito" and we started laughing about "staring at Stan's burrito."

1 Comments

Your paintings are seductive.

Posted by Stan @ 11:02:2005:07:10 PM CST

By Ann @ 07:06 AM CST:11:02:05 ..::Link::..

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