Talked more with my mom tonight about names. She reiterated what she’d said in the email (and what I talked about in this post) so nothing more new on that front. Just need to figure out what I’m doing. Still leaning toward Jennifer Rebecca, but I dunno…
My dad, meanwhile, emailed me back (after I emailed him again to bug him about it) with a whopping “Names I don’t remenber (sic) at all. Maybe mom does. Next weekend for something (brunch or?) sounds good. Well talk during the week.”
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Yes, more dreams…transcribed from my dream journal.
In A Band
(I remember this one a bit more, so can flesh it out more than my bare notes in the journal.)
I’m in a band, but no one knows we perform in drag (we’re billed as a band made up of women).
All of the other band members are onstage, and I’m backstage. Someone finds out that I (and thus the rest of the band) are really all in drag, and I somehow subdue(?) him – I think I tie him up backstage and give him to one of the crew.
There was also something about underage drinking, but I’m not sure what.
Waiting for the Train
(Don’t remember this one at all, so just transcribing it…)
NYC waiting at the train for [can't read the word - part? pact? pant?]
Obnoxious women.
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