Simón Bolívar was a South American hero. I studied him when I lived in Venezuela and I dreamed about him last night. I'm still not sure why the man who helped (or according to some, single-handedly) liberate much of Latin America from Spain was hanging out in my dreams, but there he was.

He looked quite dashing really.

Though when I had him sit for ( Read more... )

I just woke from a dream where I was in a room that was not my room and I was someone else entirely. The room was filled with oversized cat furniture and a very large bed. There were several cats in the room, sleeping or climbing from one piece of furniture to another. The ceiling was at least 10 feet high and there were several skinny floor to ( Read more... )

   Last night I had an infuriating dream.  I went to work for a huge name tattoo artist (whose work I respect quite a bit, though I think his personality is meh at best)  He wouldn't look at my portfolio, just muttered at me, and wouldn't speak up when I asked him what he said.  Then I'm in the shop, I had an apprentice (not one of my real ones, ( Read more... )

I was convinced I was awake, but I wasn't in my room. I ended up wandering in a house I'd never been in before but knew my way around and running into all these strangers and trying to pretend a. I wasn't wearing nothing but boxer shorts and b. that I knew who they were and was just a little muzzy from sleep ( Read more... )

After seeing this on my friend's post, I thought it was brilliant! A quick and easy post. I should do this more often ( Read more... )

   So last night I baked muffins, got a job at Walmart, where I then proceeded to write a book that founded some wingnut cult that read portents in the corporate communications and took over the store to hold mass cult services...all without the customers or the head office knowing. After that I went to a party in the country with my late ( Read more... )

   I stumbled onto the LJ equestrian comm, now I'm a bit misty and yearning.  Oh I want a horse soooooo  bad.  I miss  riding, I miss the grand funky smell of stables, I miss grooming what feels like nine millions miles of silky horse.  Whimper.
        'Nother reason to get this business up and running and successful.

I kept having dreams nightmares about my friends being angry at me.

Each person who got pissed would not tell me why they were upset. In fact, the only notion I got that there was anything wrong other than them just being busy were these small bits of paper that would flutter from the sky & land in the very center of my palm where they would stick ( Read more... )

The Dream: *

Last night I dreamed the Yoni & I bought a Firehouse. It was huge & had a warehouse feel. Yoni already had clients & an area set up for her tattooing in this back area separated off from the rest of the building by a short wall that only came up to about my ribcage.

Above us was a loft where the firefolks lived & where we had moved all ( Read more... )