Ade (agentfroot) wrote,
Ade
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I had a dream the other night that I sold a story to Playboy and was really excited because I had sold to a big magazine that pays top dollar. I was wondering how I could show people without just handing them softcore porn, though. I flipped through the magazine, looking for my story. For some reason, they had a few pages of pictures before the actual story (they were all G-rated), and they were all from like 10 years ago, when I was in high school. The first page had a bunch of group pictures with me, and it said that I was in all these sports in high school, and I was wearing a mostly white cheerleading uniform in most of the pictures. I was like, WTF, I don't remember any of this, that's the polar opposite of what I was in high school! Then on the next couple pages, they apparently took a couple black and white pages out of the yearbook and tweaked them so that 1/3 of the pictures were showing, 1/3 were just gray boxes, and 1/3 were gray boxes with names. I looked for my friends' pictures and only saw one of them. I was really pissed off about this, because it was my first big sale, and they had totally messed it up. It reminded me of a dream I had a few years ago where I had published my novel, only I realized I hadn't finished or edited it, and the cover art got my characters completely wrong.

I went over to Laura's last night to set up her new printer. I hadn't seen her since May, and she's really scrawny now. It was weird, I barely recognized her. She warned me over the phone first, but it still caught me way off-guard, and I wanted to feed her cheeseburgers or something. I think the old people she works with are slowly devouring her.
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