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Now, I HAVE a blog/online diary thinger over at livejournal: http://claudiamercy.livejournal.com/profile that I sporadically update. I HAVE a facebook, also: http://www.facebook.com/raelonecloud?sk=notes and since those come with a Notes option there's not a lot of point in me having a blogspot thing as well. Except, you know, this shopping wishlist IS kind of spiffy (and anyone inclined to buy me prezzies ought take note of it!). But the main reason this is here is since I am planning on doing a show on The Radiator (105.9 FM WOMM-LP,Burlington, Vermont's Community Radio Station) I figured I could stash my streams on over here, since I am fairly sure there is a way to post music. One of my favourite online sound blogs is here already, that being KittenKast. I won't ~need~ to do setlists from here, since I have a logging thing at http://womm.radioactivity.fm, but I might repeat the info on here so as not to confuse myself. I guess I could also post the recent playlists for broadcasts of my public access musick show PostMortem Espresso as well, even tho it has a fanpage on facebook. Anyway. Here we are now, so I may as well rant a bit.
Let's see.... well. Last night I had a dream I was travelling, altho the place I was changed so many times I -still- don't know where it was. Allegedly I was originally in Aberdeen, although the Aberdeen I tend to dream about is a lot cleaner than Aberdeen-for-real. In this case for no reason whatsoever it had some sort of Japanese garden in it (this may have been influenced by us watching Kaidan last night) which is where I was crashing, since I had no place to go. Kurt was with us, but he was a dog. Later this dog got ill, and I had to carry him across my shoulders. For no reason whatsoever, I seemed to decide that since he was a sort of supernatural thing, being a human in a dog form, that the person to go to for help would be writer Anne Rice. Bizarrely, even tho she lives in New Orleans I was able to walk to her place from the Japanese garden.
Later in the dream I was somehow in Athens, because I had gone to Bryan's house. Jason was there also, as was this black dude who used to hang out in Paul's store all the time (unfortunarely i can't remember his name). I think I was in Athens to see a band, but I was at Bryan's to clean up, since I was roadtripping. Bryan and Jason went off somewhere and I wasn't sure if they'd left already, or were just discussing stuff, so I was getting cleaned up and dressed in the living room and kitchen, respectively. The other dude wouldn't leave, so it was kinda annoying to have to dress with him there. Also, Bryan's kitchen towel was disgusting. It was so stiff it was almost stuck to the wall.
B, I seriously hope your towels ain't like that ferreal.
Anyway. Here I am, and this is my first blogpost post, so there you go!
