September 8th, 2001

exhausted, tired, Azzsleep

Administrative:

Yes, I've been posting an awful lot of friends-only posts lately. Dave-in-Germany, if you're reading this, if you were on LJ you'd be on my friends list and get to see my friends only posts. You too, Millarca. And... and you too, Darkside.

...if you wanted to be.
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    tired tired
running, bomb tech

dreamed

school bus on my old bus route, waiting for it. library books. voting. my old elementary school. a great big cafe with a lot of candles. the conspiracy of how candles matched -- if more than two candles were the same, it was the conspiracy.
running, bomb tech

dreamed

wandering around a renfair buying pretty things. a dagger that went with my sword. a belt. a pin. keeping a distinction between different men with Darkside's given name. the royal ravens and a marble. the cat. all the anger. the mechanics of keeping a baby no longer than my finger alive.
running, bomb tech

concern

Darkside's been worried that I haven't been getting enough sleep. He's been handing me little lectures on how I really ought not to do this to my body, how sooner or later it's going to catch up to me, and how it seems to be catching up to me now.

If you're reading this, you don't have to worry about me, Moose. I'm fine. I'm in bed now, and as soon as I post this, I'm going to go to sleep so I can get up happy and early and go to work tomorrow.

See you Monday.