i dreamt that i had yellow puss in my right eye and when i pulled it out, it turned into a praying mantis. i also dreamt that i was possessed.


sunday afternoons with a gardenful of weeds, most beautiful their dresses as they dance in the wind. lil j sat with a cigarette dangling from his lips, reading our palms. adam lay sprawled amongst the weeds and cookie crumbs, alicelike, pretending that it's winter while the sun baked us like brownies. that was the day i met bush. he sat with a goofy smile on his face, racing tin soldiers on a paper soccer field. lil j. told him that i was a punk with pink hair and a penchant for beating people up. hah! how he jokes. he pointed to the mound of pirates' dubloons and the red mustang and told me they stole them the night before with only a stick of gum and television cable. he then told me that bush is the son of a king and they stole their treasure from him. i laughed called it all balderdash and we settled down to watch the puppet show until we grew bored of it. black and white theatre clowns appeared over the weeds, crushing the dancers under their clumsy feet, telling jokes from the 60's while we watched in amusement, munching frenchfry flavoured popcorn served by silent skeletal elves in blinding white dresses. i told lil j. that i had to go home before ravens flooded the sky and clash their beaks together, making stars. i was really running away from the garden gnome who wrote to say he would drop by with his fishing rod and bucketful of bait. lil j begged me to stay, pouted and sulked and asked me who gave me permission to leave. i had to smile, his antics comical. for the longest time, him, adam and bush seemed like the remake of the three stooges in technicolor and in aramaic. he walked me down the hill to the river and helped me onto the raft before crushing bush's toy soldiers with his beanie lizard.

i think i need more sleep. but then sleep would mean i'll dream and dreams are shitty of late. :P
on a lighter note, shanti gave me a dress. only problem is i've been bloated and constipated lately.. gee i dunno for all i know i might be pregnant.. ah no no... i'm just fat from gorging on junk food the past few days and i can't fit into the dress without looking like a licorice lump. -_-