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spatch in the blasting blue-freezing dusk because I got sick of being in so much pain that all I wanted to do was lie on a couch and try to get a refund on my internal organs. I recognize this is a bit like hitting yourself with a hammer to distract from the fact that you just walked into a door, but it was a really beautiful evening nonetheless. Construction proceeds apace on the GLX. We can no longer get up onto even the footbridge over School Street, but the intermingling noises of the rotary drill rig down on the tracks and the backhoe at the top of the cut had echoed into an off-kilter industrial beat that Rob said was perfect music for a hellmouth. "Good sound design, planet!" I said. A string of Herzog flatcars went by at our feet and added some polyrhythms.
The list of actors who have turned up in my dreams now includes Burn Gorman, whom a friend of a friend brought to a party. He was cheerful, conversational, and somewhat geeky, which at least does not contradict the impression I've gotten from gifsets of conventions. I still feel the primo wish fulfillment at work here was the concept of attending a party with friends in the first place.
A box of books and mermaidish things arrived yesterday courtesy ofyhlee. I had to inform him that my niece bogarted the mermaid stickers on sight, but I kept all the books, including Jane Yolen's Sister Fox's Field Guide to the Writing Life (2013) and Janine A. Southard's Silk & Steel: A Queer Speculative Adventure Anthology (2020), and the sea-dice full of shells and sand.
selkie sent me this thread by Rabbi Danya Ruttenberg on Deuteronomy 22:5; it is worth reading.
I am now going to lie on the couch and watch an episode of Star Trek: Voyager (1995–2001) thatskygiants has interested me in. Said semi-facetiously, because I really did enjoy as much of that show as phi screened for me in 2015: I will do a lot for the popular reception of J. Robert Oppenheimer. [edit] Indeed: "The day when we tested the Cascade, when I saw that blinding light, brighter than a thousand suns, I knew at that moment exactly what I had become."
spatch in the blasting blue-freezing dusk because I got sick of being in so much pain that all I wanted to do was lie on a couch and try to get a refund on my internal organs. I recognize this is a bit like hitting yourself with a hammer to distract from the fact that you just walked into a door, but it was a really beautiful evening nonetheless. Construction proceeds apace on the GLX. We can no longer get up onto even the footbridge over School Street, but the intermingling noises of the rotary drill rig down on the tracks and the backhoe at the top of the cut had echoed into an off-kilter industrial beat that Rob said was perfect music for a hellmouth. "Good sound design, planet!" I said. A string of Herzog flatcars went by at our feet and added some polyrhythms.The list of actors who have turned up in my dreams now includes Burn Gorman, whom a friend of a friend brought to a party. He was cheerful, conversational, and somewhat geeky, which at least does not contradict the impression I've gotten from gifsets of conventions. I still feel the primo wish fulfillment at work here was the concept of attending a party with friends in the first place.
A box of books and mermaidish things arrived yesterday courtesy of
yhlee. I had to inform him that my niece bogarted the mermaid stickers on sight, but I kept all the books, including Jane Yolen's Sister Fox's Field Guide to the Writing Life (2013) and Janine A. Southard's Silk & Steel: A Queer Speculative Adventure Anthology (2020), and the sea-dice full of shells and sand.selkie sent me this thread by Rabbi Danya Ruttenberg on Deuteronomy 22:5; it is worth reading.I am now going to lie on the couch and watch an episode of Star Trek: Voyager (1995–2001) that
skygiants has interested me in. Said semi-facetiously, because I really did enjoy as much of that show as phi screened for me in 2015: I will do a lot for the popular reception of J. Robert Oppenheimer. [edit] Indeed: "The day when we tested the Cascade, when I saw that blinding light, brighter than a thousand suns, I knew at that moment exactly what I had become."
