*indoor pool. jett and i are in the pool. all of a sudden jett turns into a shark and is trying to eat me. it's like we are playing tho, b/c if the shark wanted to get me, he just would. he is playing with his food. i'm under the water and i see the shark dive into the water. the water is really deep and i'm trying to swim to the surface. i swim up to the surface and shark comes up right next to me and takes a big bite out of the side of the pool. i decide that perhaps playing 'tag' with the shark is not such a good idea. i start punching the shark in 'neck' (below the mouth).
*jett is taking a bath somewhere other than our house in real life. i'm his servant/wife, it isn't totally clear. he's like a master anyway. he gets out of the bath.the women/servant next to me helps him i think. jett leaves. the sevant and i are sitting next to each other on the floor; our arms resting over the ledge of the bath tube. water is draining out of the bath tube. there are mapel leaves/ other things in the bath. they are swirling around making symetrical arangements with each other. the things other than the leaves (they look kinda like marbels) start reflecting light all over the left side of the bath tube/wall. purpel and yellow, with white little dots. the servant makes comment of how 'magical' the lights are. the light is filling her with the urge to for us to 'embrace' . we are lovers behide closed doors. i tell her that altho all the signs are there that we should caress (the light is some kind of sign) at this moment we can not! i feel that same desire that she does.
* jett and i have just eaten at la boca, la boca looks much more like a twisted version of citizen cake. the whole wait staff is waiting on us, lead by this older women with short, dyed blonde, curly, hair. i'm tyring to get our check. the check doesn't come out to the right amount it's something like $8, 40 something, $8.46? i can't find jett. i'm looking over this guys shoulder, he's looking at the suicide girls' book. only it much more graphic. daniel lives behide la boca, and suddenly i'm with him at his house. it's his old house on kalamath st. we are in the living room, mid morning light it streaming in the large window. the place is thrashed. really junky, more like my house. or daniel's first house. daniel is eating cereal. i think there is a tv on the table.he asks me if i have a scar on my belly botton like he does. i don't understand what he is taking about. he's about to show me but then i wake up.
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