Wednesday, January 3, 2024
Dreams 1/3
Dreamt that I was visiting the darkened apartment of Robert Downey Jr. There was a brunette present, not sure who she was, maybe a housekeeper. I was undergoing some sort of trial or test which began with them laying out two big pieces of dark meat on the cramped kitchen counter. They said I had to prepare the cod just right. It wasn't cod, I called it tripe. Then, we were drinking, maybe, gin cocktails. In the meantime I was sewing a teal lace dress for a young girl. It had some pink roses along the bodice. I asked Robert if he thought it would fit his daughter. He said she was twelve.
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Sir Frankie Crisp wears Mummy's sixties costume pearls. He's not falling for the drugged cream. He said, too bad, witch. That bitch ...