Shit.
There are a few independent musical artists that I truly love, and I will go out of my way to support them and help them find success.
Jo Davidson is the one that I have been dying to see perform live. One of my girls with a piano. I found her on mp3.com five years ago and bought her demo, Fragile Tough Girl. It's one of my top three most treasured cds, because the music seemed to reflect so much about me, plus it was a limited edition no longer available.
I just found out Jo has been really sick. This makes me sad for many reasons. She's so talented, and she wrote in her online diary about how she no longer has the energy to sing. To do what she loves. Right now all I can do is leave well wishes on her message board, listen to her beautiful songs, and think of her.
Argh.
I had a weird dream a couple of nights ago. I dream often, and the dreams are usually really vivid. As soon as I wake up I'll go over what happened in my head...just in case there was something I'll want to remember.
I had the sense that I wasn't in my own time, and I wasn't myself. I was someone else in the dream...which is REALLY weird for me. I was in a dark old house, I seemed to be searching for a lamp. I turned a corner into this one room and there was a middle-aged man standing there, looking like he was terrified of me. He reached behind him and grabbed an umbrella and started jabbing it into my chest, screaming, "GET OUT OF HERE! YOU MONSTER! YOU FREAK! LEAVE US ALONE!"
I didn't like that feeling at all. Not the pain in my chest, but feeling like I was a monster. I can't describe it.
I can't even think about it now.
Comic relief:
I took that picture five years ago during the very first #charmer weekend gathering. I can still remember all of us laughing over that in the Mountainlair parking garage.
Oh, and I'm kind of pissed about Consummate. That was one of my ideas for a two-girl set. Except mine was a nervous bride-to-be and the bridesmaid who helps her forget her worries for a while...
It would have been totally hot$#$@!##!@!#
But Tiamat is one of my faves...so I'll cut it with the complaining.
I still withhold my sexiest multiple set idea. If I ever pull it off, this site will explode in a massive collective orgasm the likes of which hasn't been seen since the Olsen twins legality clock reached 0:00:00.
Look for it, Multiple: Hiroshima.
There are a few independent musical artists that I truly love, and I will go out of my way to support them and help them find success.
Jo Davidson is the one that I have been dying to see perform live. One of my girls with a piano. I found her on mp3.com five years ago and bought her demo, Fragile Tough Girl. It's one of my top three most treasured cds, because the music seemed to reflect so much about me, plus it was a limited edition no longer available.
I just found out Jo has been really sick. This makes me sad for many reasons. She's so talented, and she wrote in her online diary about how she no longer has the energy to sing. To do what she loves. Right now all I can do is leave well wishes on her message board, listen to her beautiful songs, and think of her.
Argh.
I had a weird dream a couple of nights ago. I dream often, and the dreams are usually really vivid. As soon as I wake up I'll go over what happened in my head...just in case there was something I'll want to remember.
I had the sense that I wasn't in my own time, and I wasn't myself. I was someone else in the dream...which is REALLY weird for me. I was in a dark old house, I seemed to be searching for a lamp. I turned a corner into this one room and there was a middle-aged man standing there, looking like he was terrified of me. He reached behind him and grabbed an umbrella and started jabbing it into my chest, screaming, "GET OUT OF HERE! YOU MONSTER! YOU FREAK! LEAVE US ALONE!"
I didn't like that feeling at all. Not the pain in my chest, but feeling like I was a monster. I can't describe it.
I can't even think about it now.
Comic relief:
I took that picture five years ago during the very first #charmer weekend gathering. I can still remember all of us laughing over that in the Mountainlair parking garage.
Oh, and I'm kind of pissed about Consummate. That was one of my ideas for a two-girl set. Except mine was a nervous bride-to-be and the bridesmaid who helps her forget her worries for a while...
It would have been totally hot$#$@!##!@!#
But Tiamat is one of my faves...so I'll cut it with the complaining.
I still withhold my sexiest multiple set idea. If I ever pull it off, this site will explode in a massive collective orgasm the likes of which hasn't been seen since the Olsen twins legality clock reached 0:00:00.
Look for it, Multiple: Hiroshima.
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Safe Men is the best ever!!!!
*im collectively orgasming right now*