Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

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I can make anybody whose inkling and twinkling remind me of catfish
into catfish. lalala I keep him fresh, as best as fresh can bees.
Jack, magic-man and the guy I gave my heart to on the ladder
have all abandoned me so fars.

Did you ever knows I could whine so good.

I don't know what happened to Jack - I went to his place awhile ago but there was a note on his door what said he had turned into a bus driver & he was not gonna write anymore & the door was locked. I couldn't even leave him a "Good Luck" or "Go with God" or nothin'. So I said "Good Luck, Bitch" anyway. He was sittin' around with his mind on himself too much anyways. And just anyways.
And i don't tallk to catfish.
A magic man on a ladder ?
Ah, hell.

you a run-around, woman.

i gotsta haul ass.
later, Doll ...

Had a dream of locking three doors last night.
It had snowed outside, I was in an old house and worried. There were three doors for the front and the first door I locked, the second door was tricky, had to reach through and lock it from outside (through a window) and then locked up the third door. I thought about how it was winter, felt bitter, cold and just white. I didn't stock enough food inside, had five frosted pieces of cereal and a bowl of sugar-cane sugar.

This is a tricksie little dream. I'll run trail on it but not tonight, later when i'm fresh.
'Nite, Annie B.

ps - do you remember which door you used to enter the old house?

three doors you locked in your dream. Door past. Door present. Door future. Door present you had trouble with. Pesky little thing the present, ain't it ? ... locked in an old house and worried - I think your house is not so much old as ageless. Winter all about and snow. Winter is a cleanser, Annie B. You didn't stock enough food so you know you won't be in there forever. In the meantime you have a bowl of sweetness to enjoy. Don't know what you are worried about.

I think I start to worry at first signs it's a house kind of dream again. Mingo, I might be haunted. I can't even keep track how many I'm having. Two that night, same theme with the snow. One was a house from camp, which is my earlier years, because it was without the modifications and added toos...that's the dream above.

The second one that night was my first own house from a few years back. It too being the snowfall outside. It piled so high that I went out and sat ontop a pile and stared into the frosty white. Seemed so blank to look at and my mind did go 'Wipe'. Which is crazy to think about now after your mentioning the cleansing.

P.S. I went in the front doors, the ones I'd locked up.
And thank you, u.

you're having cluster dreams. Damn the ahoy! & full torpedos ahead !
Not really attic static but like a clearing out for winter spirits. You'll probably have a few doozies as the herd moves through.
Time moving over the land.
'Nite Annie B.

I started house hunting, basically wondering if fate might be giving me a say-so.
Usually though I'd let fate decide and end up unhappy,
this is going to be interesting knowing this and unsure what I might do because of. I'm trying to think before reacting. And it gives me something to go out for, to go look at.

House hunting? You moving? Not me, it's not so much I'm in love with it here but just that I don't like moving. all the hubbub and screw that.

if we get kicked out, well, that would be another matter.

I forgot to answer you this...well I did answer in my mind, I just forgot to type the response.
No, not house moving from here.
I meant maybe my dreams are saying I've an idea to move from this physical house and into something I'd be happier in.

Found this just now and it was just so so nice.

Ha Ha, I likes.
I've never actually watched the whole movie before.

Night night, teacher man.

Hot butter on toast.