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  <title>Journey to Gestalt</title>
  <subtitle>...with side-quests all over!</subtitle>
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    <email>ouri-chan@ouri.laranica.com</email>
    <name>Ouri</name>
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  <updated>2008-05-28T12:23:04Z</updated>
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    <title>Dear Subconscious: </title>
    <published>2008-05-28T12:23:04Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-28T12:23:04Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Who is "Madame Fuschia," and &lt;i&gt;what&lt;/i&gt; exactly was I supposed to MacGuyver together out of that pile of spare parts?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In other words, hi, yes, I've been having strange dreams again. The one small snippet I remember was being told to assemble a bunch of random stuff for aforementioned mysterious lady.  O_o;; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And next time I'm tempted to get grumpy about the non-functional sink in the downstairs bathroom, I need to remember &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2008/TECH/space/05/27/space.toilet.ap/index.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; because it could be much, much worse.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:insanejournal.com:atom1:ouri:5482</id>
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    <title>Just what is my subconscious trying to tell me?!  O_o</title>
    <published>2008-03-20T19:20:34Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-20T19:20:34Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I don't know what it is with me and strange dreams lately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First dream: getting chased by a angry bear while camping. I may or may not have actually woken up from that one squawking; only the cats know for sure, 'cause my housemates can sleep through quite a bit of noise.  &amp;gt;,&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second dream: reading a friend's story &lt;i&gt;in a professional publication&lt;/i&gt;, and finding that a whole line of it had been replace by gibberish (of the sort created when somebody's cat walks across their computer keyboard) - and nobody at the magazine had caught it before the issue went to press.  Oh, did I mention that this was the line that revealed the climax of the story's entire plot? &amp;gt;,0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was graced with visions of large creatures with carapaces and far too many legs. No clue if they were bugs, crustaceans, or aliens of some kind. The dream-critters were freaky and unsettling, but they didn't act threatening, or even seem to notice me - I just had to deal with my own squick-reaction to them. (I'm blaming that one on the mix of cold medicines I took last night.  *sweatdrop* )</content>
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