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Wednesday.

11:02 AM 5/30/2007
Have arrived safely at work. Woke up feeling much less ded than I felt last night.
Living alone is not good for my sanity; living alone in a year like this is even
less good.

I think I'd like to declare this year OVER as soon as things clear up enough to be
safe to declare the year OVER. 1996 had nothing on 2007.

Have e-mailed Darkside, as he makes absolutely everything all better, even when I
have paranoid fears centering around him. (Turns out that him going back to college
means that inevitably some hot gamer-chick is going to steal him away. In places
that are MY PARANOID HEAD.)


3:45 PM 5/30/2007
Work event committee meeting happened. Much insanity. We are preparing for "Heat
Awareness", a bake sale, a water drive, and a casino event. Who knows how many of
these things will fly, but we're trying. Oh, and a change donation drive too.
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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