bowie was in my dream last night, i stroked his face.
looks like a lot of my dreams.. unexpected staircases everywhere!
must stop myself from watching s02e02 of downton abbey. y so addictive? >< it is late and i should sleep. probably will end up marathoning the rest tomorrow and be done with it. then where will i be? boo.
in other news: have been dreaming detailed saga type dreams. dream: tried making friends with a boy who liked comics (had his own radio show, seemed cool), but he was just not getting what i was on about. and because i had dream memories to draw upon remembered and missed my friend “gavin” who was the perfect friend, and was always in agreement with me about all manner of comic book topics. and then i woke up minus one dream friend. a friend who didnt even actually appear in dream. more of an offstage/memory of a friend. so strange.
it’s quite exhausting having long dreams. i wake up wanting a rest again. in the last dream i even spent a rather long time shaving my legs. so much effort and only a dream *sigh*.
sexpigeon: I spent the majority of my 20s thinking about the typefaces of Ed Benguiat. I dreamt a dream once where I was reading an interview with Ed Benguiat. The interviewer asked him which fonts he used now, now that his heyday was long over. “I use three fonts,” he said. “Helvetica, Helvetica, and Helvetica. I don’t use any of that shit I made.”
I spent the majority of my single-digit years very, very contented around the typefaces of Ed Benguiat. They meant puzzles in magazines, they meant books about how to make things out of cardboard. They meant fruit roll-ups. How many ways to eat a fruit roll-up? Roll it into one long cigarette. Roll it into three short cigarettes. Roll it around your forefinger, suck it until it dissolves, fructose mash under your fingernail all week. Roll it around your pinky, act British. Eat a mask out of it, rob girls. Peel it into shapes, fold it into a star, scarf it down plastic and all. So many ways to eat fruit roll-ups.
I have spent the majority of my 20s avoiding eating fruit roll-ups and now I live and work in the Big Apple.
I have spent the majority of my 20s avoiding using the typefaces of Ed Benguiat, and now I feel a bit weepy about what this instance of ITC Souvenir is making me remember.
this is like a dream i want to have.
last night i dreamt of watching the beginning of an old black and white movie with someone i just met…there was that lovely anticipation as the credits began…i didn’t know what the movie was, but sensed it was going to be good. (the movie, the rest of the day, life…)