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So I woke from my sleep the other morning with a look of "what the fuck?" on my face. I rarely remember my dreams, and the ones I do remember generally aren't disturbing, but this one was. It's been years since I've had a dream that hit with this magnitude of weirdness. It was just out there.

It started out with Caroline's cat watching water drip from the bathtub faucet. The dripping sped up until it was running full blast, and then it stopped. The next thing I know, the cat has turned into a little boy. He's curious about the faucet, or the water, or something. Consequently, he peers into the showerhead.

"I can't see it." He informs me. He removes his left eye and places it inside of the showerhead, and then falls to the ground, unconscious. I'm a bit creeped out by this point, but I still think it's a really good idea to go and try to see what it was he was trying to see. I climb up and look into the showerhead and see a blood-soaked clown with sharp teeth and messy green hair. He crawls forward and eats the eye.

Then I woke up.

On another note, I set up my shoot with Jasmine Azure. I've got until March 26th to throw together/create an awesome wardrobe/set. I've got a few ideas for this in my head. It almost seems too far away, but I know the distance in time will pay off ultimately.

I'm hungry. And bored. Someone give me a call.

Ciao