My Friend Mandy

My Friend Mandy

 

IDEAL Toni Doll

Toni

 

Red Riding Hood

                                                   Little Red Riding Hood
 

Dreams 9/9

 Dreamt that I worked with two women, one, older with a gray bobbed hair-cut and the other a pretty young blonde. Not sure what kind of employment it was as I can only describe the place as a very dirty unkempt art classroom. Anyways, I got on with both women quite well. One night somehow I'd gotten locked in the room. Not sure even how this worked out as I called Mummy and had to take the bus home; but, the following morning I was back in the "art room" telling them how I'd gotten locked in. I had a shallow rectangular gift wrapped box full of some jewelry I had made, from my supposed "lock down". The older woman was saying how it was her birthday. She was a Scorpio, so it might've been November. I hadn't known it was her birthday, so I was taking brown and purple silk daisies from my purse and piling them on the long wooden table for her as a sort of little gift, there might've been seven flowers. Next thing I knew we're outside, and the older woman was sitting up on a little red brick enclosure, beneath a tree. She had unwrapped the jewelry box, presuming they were a birthday gift. She was already wearing the earrings, pale blue star bursts. She was commenting how her musical friends would like them. 

Mary Queen of Scots

Mary Queen of Scots

 

Dreams 9/8

 

Dreamt that I was on a small bus full of old neighbors, and we were all young. It was something like the school bus, only not quite, more like a dream bus. The bus stopped on a street in The French Quarter, and only Matt and I got off. We roamed the streets for a very long time looking for a place to stay. It looked like a ghetto: Dream Ward. Around and around we went before coming to a boarded-up corner place covered with flyers and small posters and realizing we were going in circles. There was a narrow hot pink and white trailer, and I told Matt that I could stay there. The owner opened up the back of it, and it slid out like a drawer revealing that it was covered in all sorts of different plush carpeting. It didn't have any running water, and we decided we couldn't stay there afterall. So, we walked on looking for The Hotel St. Marie. We rounded more corners and went through forsaken places until finally coming upon it. When we got to the room I said, I had to take a shower. 

Kittywinder - Scream of the Weak EP (1995)