poet wet dreams

So I had this epic dream that involved a big outdoor fair like the art festival or something but different, with a bunch of people from my mom's family there. I was picking up bags of books and my Uncle Allen showed me that this great band was playing, it was Sly and Robbie with some other people, all dressed in ites green and gold and purple, don't know why purple. But the point is, the dream shifted, and I was getting this really amazing haircut. The dude cut my hair so it looked like I had sideburns, and let me cut it a bit too sitting in one of those special chairs. But then, but then, it shifted...

And Iggy Pop was there! And the next thing I knew, Eileen Myles was there, and we started making out while Iggy muttered some shit and made to brush his teeth. Eileen Myles and I had lesbian sex. Now, I know you're thinking, "Oli, that's so essentialist. What made it 'lesbian' sex?" But man, let me tell you, it was totally lesbian sex. She was on her back on top of me, knees akimbo, but her head was by my feet and somehow I could still touch her breasts and klss her. How weird. I wonder what it would be like to fuck Eileen Myles in real life. I wonder if she would have me.

very very formal POLL

So I don't have a paid account, so I can't make a pretty lil poll like I'd want to for all of you to put yr ballots. But, dammit, I need your advice.

Should I:

a) stay at Vassar all this year, thereby getting to take poetry class this year and a bunch of philosophy classes this year, rather than cramming it all senior year while I'm writing a thesis....

OR

b) get my ass over to Amsterdam for the second semester, thereby taking a bunch of less intense wmst classes and probably having a blast, but possibly forgoing poetry class and having to get my ass kicked by a massive courseload senior year while I'm writing a thesis...


????

Please vote. Usually I'm very decisive, so when I'm not, it signifies that voting might actually change something.

mm mm good

So I started trying to do the meme that quarterling tagged me for, yknow, the one where you list 10 fictional characters you would want to have sex with. I kept thinking of real life people instead. Right now the only one I can come up with is Jim from Godspeed, and I'm not so sure she would fag out with me. This isn't to say that there aren't other fictional people I'd want to fuck, just that I can't think of any right now.


On a somewhat unrelated note, I just feel the need to put out some butch love. Now I know it doesn't make sense to categorically embrace a whole group of people (like obviously I don't love ALL women or ALL butches or ALL gay men or ALL you get the point) but I do think that butches are some of the most gorgeous creatures on this green earth. And I was just looking at the xxboys site and thinking, Damn, why isn't there a big sexy gallery like this of butches?

It is time for the bumper sticker that Ren and I devised: Clap if you believe in butches.

And I don't mean this in the "ohmyg-d, all the butches are turning into FTMs, there's this sweeping phenomenon and they're going extinct!" kinda way. No, I just mean, you know, that I clap for fairies and for butches, and if I'm really lucky for fairy butches and butch fairies.

So, yeah, butch love.