(06/13/1999)(unable to sleep from 11 p.m. until 3:30 a.m. due to excess racket from new disco under my window. Horns honking continually. Dream tape recorded after daylight. ) At the great big university pool, that's called a natatorium, the floor was a clayish sandy color and rubberized, so your toes could grip good. A small group of grown-ups was sitting cross legged on the side playing a game that looked like marbles. But the marbles were round symbols of the state of South Carolina. They were in 3 separate code colors: (there were actually 4 colors; silver, gold and white. But there were many white marbles. There was only one bronze colored marble--it meant the same as the white ones but was much more valuable because it was rare. One of the 'marbles' was really the top of a palmetto tree, but chopped off, so it really looked like a furball. The other was suppose to be the moon. {{the palmetto tree and moon are on the SC state flag. White on an indigo background.}} I forgot what the third one meant, but it meant something. The grown people were playing marbles with the state symbols. I had to walk around the pool. I tried to remember that lady's name who was my WSI teacher at USC-M-O-U-S.... but I couldn't. I remembered Butterball's name. She was sitting on the floor talking to Butterball. The thing that I couldn't remember was why I was there at the pool. (Walking around the pool) I was carrying a cooking pot with some leftovers from supper in it. And it was leftover beef stew. It was in a pot with a handle and I didn't have anywhere to put it. I couldn't put in the water. If I put it down on the rubberized floor it would probably melt it. In my other hand I was carrying the state symbol marbles. I didn't have any pockets to put my marbles in. On the way up I had to sit in the car with this girl and she was driving me crazy. I tried to remember what she was so riled up about. But she was very angry about something and she kept going, "eek eek grrrr grrrr augh augh." She was a filmmaker. We were doing a film shoot about prostitution. I was busy messing with the camera. I took the whole roll of pictures of these 2 shoes; men's work shoes (that'd been) spray painted black. The were aligned heel to toe but one was floating about 2 feet up in the air, so it looked like somebody was walking up steps, but just the shoes--not the person. I took all my pictures of that. The lower shoe was propped up on an aluminum can with the label peeled off. The shoes belonged to Woody Allen. We were going around the city because we had to do this film about prostitution. And this girl was just BOTHERING me and she wouldn't leave me alone, and I didn't have any money to give her. So after a while I just hauled off and I bit her in the arm as hard as I could. I bit her so hard that it was bleeding and you could see teeth marks on her arm. Then she was all self-righteous and she said, "OH, I'm going to have to go to the hospital and get a TETANUS SHOT! People bites are worse than monkey bites, and monkey bites are worse than dog bites." I said, "Well, you don't have to go to the hospital right now. You have 48 hours before tetanus sets in." She was worried it wouldn't heal. She went inside where the doctor was and went under the deck. She said, "The doctor said to analyze and see if you're the one who bit me in the arm. To see if they're your teeth bite marks. So pull your teeth out and put them in my hand so we can see if you're the one who bit me." I said, "I told you I WAS the one who bit you, and I'm sorry but you wouldn't leave me alone. It's just what I had to do." I was waiting in line to go to the bathroom and a little boy came and he tapped me on the arm. He said , "I have something from the lady for you. I'm gonna put it in your raincoat pocket. Now don't look." It was wrapped up in a napkin. I was at the NBA basketball championship. I didn't want to be doing what I was doing but I had to. There were about 18 chicks; girls like me, and we had to wear these cheerleader uniforms. Blue shorts with stars and red and white tops. We had to do this choreographed dance and be all SMILEY SMILEY and sing the Star Spangled Banner. It was just crazy. You had to be all smiley smiley and it ended with a split and I hadn't done that in a long time, And I thought, "WHAT'S THE FUCKING POINT?" It made me so mad I just got up and went to stand in the bleachers. When I'd rather be singing: (When I wanted to be going) "and the rockets red glare (da da da dow)" [sound effects like machine gun] "the bombs bursting in air (eeaaaahhhh BOOM)" [sound effect of bomb dropping] "gave proof through the night (da da da dow, pow pow pow)" [sound of machine gun followed by pistol] "that our flag was still there (da da da dow, pow pow pow pow pow, eeaaahhhh BOOM" [machine gun, pistol, bomb] "Oh say does that star spangled banner yet wave, for the land of the free, (eeaaaahhhh)" [bomb] and the home of the brave."