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I dreamed last night that I was at Burning Man, but that I'd forgotten to bring anything useful. I didn't have the right food, or enough water, or any warm clothes for nighttime, and I forgot my water bottle. I was yelling at celina about something; a girl I went to high school with but that I wasn't really friends with and haven't thought of, seen, or spoken to in years was there. It was odd and distressing and it was nice to wake up and know it wasn't happening. Man, Burning Man stress dreams usually don't start until July...

The Spark Festival is right around the corner. In addition to a performance and an installation, I was just asked to be involved in a panel discussion re: laptop performance vs. concert hall performance. Iiinnnteresting. I've never been asked to be a panelist before!

Derby practice was cancelled last night, and, rather than getting all the stuff done I thought I might get done, I had a nice slacky night at home instead. Watched the most recent episodes of BSG and Heroes and then had a somewhat unexpected visit from a favorite person who I hadn't seen in a long time. Yay!