Tuesday, August 26, 2003

Last night I dreamed that I was getting down with Richard Hell. We were on a beach, and the tide was coming in quite fast. There was an old bathtub full of dirty rainwater, leaves, etc. etc. (yeah, my fave place to do it, too…) and I pushed him in to the bath and leaped on top of him in what was, I thought, a pretty smooth move. Just as we were about to, I noticed that he had a disapproving, serious look on his face. I asked him if he wanted to have sex, and he said no. So we stopped, and in the dream I was all like thinking “Eh. He probably has paternity suits and kiss & tell stories to worry about. He can’t go around knocking boots with every willing girl.”

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