Apr 22, 2008
Cronenberg...
dreamt that i had a fungus growing on my right foot...was scratching the fungus out so hard that i had basically torn out the bottom of my foot...my bones were mossy and yellow, my tendons were dry and stretched...i had picked away so much of the rot that i had burrowed a penny sized hole through my foot...i couldn't walk, my foot would collapse under the weight...
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Last night I dreamt that Joshua Clover and I went up to a stand where some girl and her friends were working, and he started trying to talk to them. It was clear that the girls detested Joshua. The one directly in front of us sneered and deliberately splashed a small cup of paint thinner all over me. It was like by aiming it at me, she was showing her contempt for Joshua, by not even bothering to aim directly at him. Most of it went on my shirt and jeans, but a little bit went in my mouth, and where it touched my tongue my tongue went grey and numb and wrinkly. I was like I had this big wad of dead chewing gum attached to the rest of my tongue, although it didn't seem to affect my speech. I was worried that part of my tongue would fall off (it felt like I could just pull the grey part off, with no pain). The girl was in tears, distraught at what she had done, and I found myself consoling her, patting her on the back, when I should have been rushing to a hospital.
BB & I were thinking about dreams last night. He had one I cannot talk about on the internet and I had one I cannot now remember (it involved nuns) but the gist of it is this: WTF? Dreams? I mean, c'mon, they're ridiculous and we walk around acting like they're okay. They are not okay! Dreams are not okay! The freak me the fuck out.
i just threw up in my mouth.
I had a dream involving this girl I only met twice in Houston. And bugs. The size of the ones in Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom. They didn't seem to faze her.
You and your brother have some s-t-r-a-n-g-e dreams.
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