Endless Cafeteria Nightmare
Grrrrrl Power Orgy
The Day I Crashed a Stolen Car
Weird Rape Dream
The Boyscouts of America at Burning Man 2002
Queen of England
Carnivorous Orchard Dream
The Tower and the Candy
A Green Stone
Yet Another Sex Dream
Naked Convelescent Home
sanctuary?
Scary Miscarriage Dream
Pure Buttermilk Chocolate
drowning into thin air
High School Sex Dream
Mourning the End of the World
glass ceilings and cocktail parties
Jealousy
'Beautiful Children' resort McDonalds
Two Totems
Lil Bro and the Scam Artists
The Harvestor
Metaphysical Spy Movie
Mother Daughter Camp
Am I Popular Enough Yet?
Night Rave at the Zen Garden
Nick Twisp and the New Fangled Western
Jenny of the Suburbs
room mates in the City
Identity Theft
I AM MELLOWCHEESE
The Angel of Stinky Music
Yet another cardboard box
Halloween Early
non-consensual remodeling
the unexpected serenade
the flying box
Prison Dream
Another Nightmare
strange, burgundy colored wings
lost
just when I thought I was done with my ex....
im dead im dead im dead
The Odd Friend
sucked in
I don't want to be a game-show star
flying away again
a long, dark ocean
giger-ized
Brightly Colored Skull Necklaces
I hate my job.

Off to the Mountains
guerilla tactics
David Silveria
Saying Goodbye
跟著因緣走
tonight i'll stay awake long enough to passout off night skys
three lost girls, in a few years with geoff
Yet Another Sex Dream
II.
"My Toilet Runneth Over with Love [for *NSYNC]"
Ketcha
Not Quite as Fun as a Blue Light Special
Running and Meeting a Lobster
Pirates!!!
THE MARVELS AT FRODA {273}
Lots of Sex
Happy Birthday To You!.....Minus The Present
The Ones You Least Suspect
kaylas conspiracy
THE DUCKS' EGGS
Polaroids, Sex, Thrift stores.....
IX. THE ARTIST'S SECRET.
Missing
walking with you
Saddam?

Author: uberbudgie





I was up in SF with a bunch of female aquaintences, and a couple of writers who'd

written books about "Radical Motherhood".



All of us were feeling kinda hungry but between paychecks, so we counted the change in our pockets and found we had enough for veggie

dogs and whole wheat buns at the local supermarket. I can't remember how the

veggie dogs managed to get cooked, but it

was a fun picnik.



Then we all were laying on each other in a

"puppy pile" on the sidewalk. (It was a clean

sidewalk; this was the shopping district).



The two authors leave to go to a book signing,

leaving the rest of us watching Christmas

shoppers and laughing.



We decide to hold a masterbation contest,

and it turns into a full blown all-women orgy

in broad daylight on the streets of SF, and

everyone is all Gothed-out in long skirts and

PVC.



It ends with all of us arriving in my dad's city,

and kicking my dad out of his apartment so we

can make obscene phone calls from a cordless

phone in his bathroom and play in the shower.



What a weird, weird dream.

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