Yanno - I had figured that one of my first lesbian dreams EVER wouldn't involve an artist I loathe. (If you even want to call her "an artist"...)
But then I went around in my dream, demanding anything with a penis have sex with me. I didn't like anyone's techniques.
One REALLY cool part of the dream, I walked into an outdoor like room and was aware I was dreaming. I put my dream on hold so that I could look around the room to pick up any symbolism in order to interpret later. I saw a chalk marking on the floor and kept reproducing it so that I would remember when I awoke.
Unfortunately, I remember nothing, other than it was in blue and orange. I think something like:
Was written repeatedly as the first part, and then a B... or something.
Anyhoo. Back to my game and a cup o tea. I'm finally getting used to making loose leaf tea - I'm putting in a good amount (less than I had thought I needed) so that it no longer tastes like dirt.