the icing on the tart

then i had a dream where i was at a party and simultaneously flirting with and making out with three different men, none of whom were my husband. one was even a friend (not a close one, someone i've barely seen in the last few years) and he was the one i was most excited about. one of the others was a 21 year old boy who was kind of preppy and had a goatee and was fat, and i would kiss him and he'd kiss back but then he'd apologize and act self-deprecating and say derrogatory stuff about his body. like, "i know i'm so huge it can't be fun to kiss me, but i swear i'll lose weight soon," and i was like, "don't even worry about it, baby," trying to reassure him but he was having none of it. and the third guy was this man i saw in a german movie last week called "enlightenment guarenteed" which was interesting and somewhat amusing but i didn't dig on some of the subtext to the film, but that's besides the point. as i was making out with this guy i was asking him questions about the movie, like, "now wait, did you play the role of ulwe? or were you gunther?" and he would say, "nein, nein, i vas ulwe!" he looked kind of like frasier. it was weird. i woke up feeling somewhat guilty over being such a tarty tart in my dreams, while leon slept next to me, blissfully unaware.