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Another day off.

Another day off. Spent most of it asleep, then wound up online being philosophical. I like to think that I give good advice, but am I really? Some of it is based on life experience. Some of it I just pull out my ass. A lot of it is based on how I see that person, and may not actually be good advice to work from, but instead just points to think about. I argue Devil's Advocate a lot, because someone's got to.

Have been lighting the green tree-scented candles lately; just about an hour ago lit that big orange/black tiger-striped candle, because it was Time To. Lots of random in the air tonight. Is it a new moon?

Why, yes, it is.

OMG YES. Finally, an SUV commercial that I can agree with! (Subject to disappearing at any moment, given its location and ... the content.

I still need to do laundry and dishes this evening. I didn't get overtime at work. Maybe I'll go in tomorrow, but I'm not counting on it. I've been reading -- finishing up The Golden One (Elizabeth Peters: an Amelia Peabody adventure) and starting in on Black Butterfly, some trash serial-killer police novel that I'll return to the laundry room from whence it came once I'm done with it.
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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