Tuesday, November 15, 2005

these dreams go on when I close my eyes

The phone just woke me from a dream in which I had just bitten down into the most delicious brownie. It was a strange dream from the start, beginning with the premise that John had originally visited LA to interview with Gen Art, where Stefan had told him they wouldn't be hiring till they'd finished cataloging all their films, and John had been most put out that they wouldn't hire him to help with that, and that had been the impetus for his looking into an archiving MFA. Then I dreamed I was touring the offices, which weren't offices, and then I dreamed there was a fridge and I lived there and I ate that brownie.