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featherynscaleTwo dreams, which reveal my preoccupation with gay sex:
Last night/this morning:
I was giving holiday gifts to Sidney (of Sidney and Jason fame), and I wanted to give her a necklace. I wasn't finished with it yet, so I took it over to their house to finish. This was interesting because the process involved melting a stick of silver with a blowtorch and wrapping it around a stone that looked a lot like a mosaic opal, then shearing off the excess with big scissors, just so. It turned out fairly well, and even in the dream, I was thinking "Wow. That was unlikely." She was pleased with it, although she insisted on opening the box alone. Apparently, there was some backstory here in which I had previously given her a subscription to some sort of gay porn magazine and/or video service, and she had opened the envelope in front of her mother, who was horrified. Then, after giving her the necklace (and having some sort of interaction about the empty space in the box, which I can't remember the particulars of), I went off to visit![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
twixxa. For some reason, I had become able to help her pay for school, and we had told her that she could go to school for anything she wanted. She had told us that she wanted to go to yaoi school, so we sent her off for that. I dropped by, and her class was making clay figures for some sort of stop-motion animation project. I had made a cat that somehow figured into the story they were animating (though presumably not the sex part), and I dropped that off for her. I woke up shortly after this, going "Wait. You can't go to school for that!"
Sunday night:
The dog had gotten loose and run away.triadruid and I were in the car, driving around looking for the dog. We had somehow trailed him to perhaps Virginia, but had not managed to recover him. kittenpants was not with us, because she had to go shopping and buy the rosemary crackers we'd had with dinner at her dad's house (they were very tasty). But anyway, as we're driving through Virginia, triadruid turns to me and says, "There's something I need you to know". And I say, "What's that?". He says, "Here, I wrote a LiveJournal entry about it", and hands me this stack of paper, like a fifty-page report.
So I start to read it. It's a story about when he was in high school, and he was dating this guy, and this girl. There were pictures in it, like the Harry Potter wizard pictures that move, and one of them was of him at 17, kissing this dark-haired boy, with a skinny, curly-haired girl in the background looking on disapprovingly. And I'm looking at the boy, and it occurs to me that the boy looks like what the dog would look like if he were a person. And I say totriadruid, "Can you sum up, because this is a lot of stuff. What does this have to do with the dog?" And he says "Just read it. We have to go to Gaia anyway".
So we drive back from Virginia, and get to Gaia (which is somehow not far enough away to give me time to read the dossier). On the way there, I got a call fromsaffronhare, who was supposed to be in the ritual that day, but was calling me to see if I could sub in for her, as she had decided she would much rather stay home and have marathon sex with agrnmn. Now, somehow, a lot of ritualists had done this to me lately, and I sort of snapped on her and was like "What is wrong with you people? Why can't you just show up on your day to show up?", and so on.
Anyway, we get to Gaia, and there's trouble.triadruid's ex-boyfriend and ex-girlfriend (from the livejournal entry) are there, and they are shoving people into a pit and yelling and threatening to set things on fire. kittenpants still isn't back from the store, so I decide that it's my job to deal with them. So I go up to the girl, and she is ranting about triadruid and what a bad person he is (I don't remember the particulars, but I think maybe I couldn't understand them in the dream either), so I tell her, "Before you continue, you ought to know that it's my boyfriend you're talking about." And she rolls her eyes in a very obnoxious manner and says, "Oh. Boyfriend. Well, you should know, he never met anyone he didn't want to fuck." I try to interrupt here, but she rolls over me. "And I'm not surprised to see him with a male girl like you. He always did like guys better. Did you know there used to be a guy in our relationship?" (Except possibly the word she used was 'playgroup'. I'm not 100% sure.) And I said, "Yeah, that guy", and pointed to the dark-haired boy. "I think he's my dog."
So then she huffed and puffed and rode off on her bicycle, taking the boy with her. Then,kittenpants shows up with the crackers, and we get in the car, and I'm telling triadruid what the girl said, and he just sort of shrugs, and he's like "I have no idea. That doesn't make any sense".
Which, as it turns out, is exactly what he said when I told him about the dream later.
Last night/this morning:
I was giving holiday gifts to Sidney (of Sidney and Jason fame), and I wanted to give her a necklace. I wasn't finished with it yet, so I took it over to their house to finish. This was interesting because the process involved melting a stick of silver with a blowtorch and wrapping it around a stone that looked a lot like a mosaic opal, then shearing off the excess with big scissors, just so. It turned out fairly well, and even in the dream, I was thinking "Wow. That was unlikely." She was pleased with it, although she insisted on opening the box alone. Apparently, there was some backstory here in which I had previously given her a subscription to some sort of gay porn magazine and/or video service, and she had opened the envelope in front of her mother, who was horrified. Then, after giving her the necklace (and having some sort of interaction about the empty space in the box, which I can't remember the particulars of), I went off to visit
twixxa. For some reason, I had become able to help her pay for school, and we had told her that she could go to school for anything she wanted. She had told us that she wanted to go to yaoi school, so we sent her off for that. I dropped by, and her class was making clay figures for some sort of stop-motion animation project. I had made a cat that somehow figured into the story they were animating (though presumably not the sex part), and I dropped that off for her. I woke up shortly after this, going "Wait. You can't go to school for that!" Sunday night:
The dog had gotten loose and run away.
triadruid and I were in the car, driving around looking for the dog. We had somehow trailed him to perhaps Virginia, but had not managed to recover him. kittenpants was not with us, because she had to go shopping and buy the rosemary crackers we'd had with dinner at her dad's house (they were very tasty). But anyway, as we're driving through Virginia, triadruid turns to me and says, "There's something I need you to know". And I say, "What's that?". He says, "Here, I wrote a LiveJournal entry about it", and hands me this stack of paper, like a fifty-page report. So I start to read it. It's a story about when he was in high school, and he was dating this guy, and this girl. There were pictures in it, like the Harry Potter wizard pictures that move, and one of them was of him at 17, kissing this dark-haired boy, with a skinny, curly-haired girl in the background looking on disapprovingly. And I'm looking at the boy, and it occurs to me that the boy looks like what the dog would look like if he were a person. And I say to
triadruid, "Can you sum up, because this is a lot of stuff. What does this have to do with the dog?" And he says "Just read it. We have to go to Gaia anyway". So we drive back from Virginia, and get to Gaia (which is somehow not far enough away to give me time to read the dossier). On the way there, I got a call from
saffronhare, who was supposed to be in the ritual that day, but was calling me to see if I could sub in for her, as she had decided she would much rather stay home and have marathon sex with agrnmn. Now, somehow, a lot of ritualists had done this to me lately, and I sort of snapped on her and was like "What is wrong with you people? Why can't you just show up on your day to show up?", and so on. Anyway, we get to Gaia, and there's trouble.
triadruid's ex-boyfriend and ex-girlfriend (from the livejournal entry) are there, and they are shoving people into a pit and yelling and threatening to set things on fire. kittenpants still isn't back from the store, so I decide that it's my job to deal with them. So I go up to the girl, and she is ranting about triadruid and what a bad person he is (I don't remember the particulars, but I think maybe I couldn't understand them in the dream either), so I tell her, "Before you continue, you ought to know that it's my boyfriend you're talking about." And she rolls her eyes in a very obnoxious manner and says, "Oh. Boyfriend. Well, you should know, he never met anyone he didn't want to fuck." I try to interrupt here, but she rolls over me. "And I'm not surprised to see him with a male girl like you. He always did like guys better. Did you know there used to be a guy in our relationship?" (Except possibly the word she used was 'playgroup'. I'm not 100% sure.) And I said, "Yeah, that guy", and pointed to the dark-haired boy. "I think he's my dog." So then she huffed and puffed and rode off on her bicycle, taking the boy with her. Then,
kittenpants shows up with the crackers, and we get in the car, and I'm telling triadruid what the girl said, and he just sort of shrugs, and he's like "I have no idea. That doesn't make any sense". Which, as it turns out, is exactly what he said when I told him about the dream later.
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Date: 2005-12-27 03:13 pm (UTC)Or your dog. I think.
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Date: 2005-12-27 04:03 pm (UTC)Then I went back and read again and realized it was dreams... darn!
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Date: 2005-12-27 04:43 pm (UTC)Also, is that a formal dress in your icon, or a rope dress?
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