he didn't mind the quack quack quack and the legs all a danglin' down-o.
02.09.03 - 6:57 p.m. Today was a flat expanse of flatness. Good things: the number of people who are dear enough friends of mine that I can sign e-mails with 'love you'. Bad things: I am far too fried to write e-mails right now. Good things: I am home. Bad things: I had to be at work for 6 hours in order to get home. Good things: There is imminent odd mizfic pouring out of my fingers at a real rate. (look alive for Quois-ismes soon, petits). Also, all the Coventryscenes in the world dance in my head. Bad things: I shall probably not be permited the 'puter long enough to write a) another scene or to b) get on messenger and work on duo-scenes. Frustration. Good things: There is a new Asphodel in the works. Vol 2.1. Yes. Bad things: I need the Underworld. Good things: downloaded the dead alewives videoclip of Dungeons and Dragons today. Bad things: Kazaa just crashed. Best thing!: It crashed after I downloaded 'the fox went out on a chilly night' which is one of my very favorites of the songs my daddy used to sing me. This is why, besides the whole health care issue, I cannot have children until I learn to play the guitar. Or at least the fiddle.
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