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Jan. 1st, 2006 04:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bardic_ladyWoke up, got up, tried to shake extremely vivid dreams...A giant science museum with one floor dedicated to diseases, one to mold, and one to music. ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lornelover, amaresu, and I were there, for no apparent reason. We met one of my friends from middle school who I haven't heard from since the SATs, and then we escaped over a wall...And then there was another museum, this one music and art and I was there on a field trip with my elementary school, but they thought I was an intern and they let me use the sound equipment while everyone else was working on giant found object art pieces that involved giant push pins and things kept falling down. Then there was a juried painting show and somehow I won, even though the other two competitive pieces were much more interesting. I just did a portrait of one of the visual artists at my high school, the other girl had a piece where the stars were nipples and the guy's piece was based on the Hercules myth and was at the moment when the snakes are attacking the baby Hercules but someone in the distance was sending a bolt of magic to stop them and I kept ending up inside the painting. The judges went into a corner to confer but there was a microphone in the corner, so everyone in the gallery could hear them consulting...And people wonder why I never look like I've slept enough.
Spent the rest of the day to this point riding herd on my brother to get him to do his math homework. Gah. He's so mouthy and he refuses to work and I have no actual jurisdiction over him and he knows it, so he goofs off. Grrr...
Now I'm curled up on the couch with my tea and the beginnings of an outline for an hour-long dramedy about a Quaker family living in the Appalachians, inspired by the Trans-Siberian Orchestra's "Appalachian Snowfall".
lornelover, amaresu, and I were there, for no apparent reason. We met one of my friends from middle school who I haven't heard from since the SATs, and then we escaped over a wall...And then there was another museum, this one music and art and I was there on a field trip with my elementary school, but they thought I was an intern and they let me use the sound equipment while everyone else was working on giant found object art pieces that involved giant push pins and things kept falling down. Then there was a juried painting show and somehow I won, even though the other two competitive pieces were much more interesting. I just did a portrait of one of the visual artists at my high school, the other girl had a piece where the stars were nipples and the guy's piece was based on the Hercules myth and was at the moment when the snakes are attacking the baby Hercules but someone in the distance was sending a bolt of magic to stop them and I kept ending up inside the painting. The judges went into a corner to confer but there was a microphone in the corner, so everyone in the gallery could hear them consulting...And people wonder why I never look like I've slept enough.Spent the rest of the day to this point riding herd on my brother to get him to do his math homework. Gah. He's so mouthy and he refuses to work and I have no actual jurisdiction over him and he knows it, so he goofs off. Grrr...
Now I'm curled up on the couch with my tea and the beginnings of an outline for an hour-long dramedy about a Quaker family living in the Appalachians, inspired by the Trans-Siberian Orchestra's "Appalachian Snowfall".
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Date: 1/1/06 07:23 pm (UTC)