||[Jun. 6th, 2007|11:25 pm]
Chatted to a lovely young lady on the phone tonight. One of those rare people whose company I just can't get enough of. It was just chit-chat, but she managed to finish the convo with a couple of comments that, in spite of the fact I've had no sex drive since Thursday, left me slightly hot and bothered.
One of the things we chatted about was dreams. I rarely remember my dreams, and I never dream about friends. But in the last two weeks I've dreamt about kaths, gutter_monkey, and swirlability. My dreams are getting crowded, but that's okay, they're all people I like hanging with.
I think the most amusing dream was the one with Guttermonkey. He ended up hiding from his mentor behind our kitchen counter. The mentor was an old asian man who looked a bit like Keye Luke. I still remember trying to steer the guy, away from the kitchen, while Guttermonkey kept popping up to peek over the top of the counter.