Time to start wearing purple.
call her green, for the children who’ve made her
Archive for August, 2007
Also, check out where I’m going tonight. Squee!
I’d intended to start watching Doctor Who with the old ones and work my way up to the new ones, but Netflix was less than helpful when I was trying to figure out what order the series came in, so I gave up and started with the new ones after all. I watched the first [...]
They promised us flying cars. Where are the flying cars?
Rosanne Cash and Spider Robinson are a great cure for the blues. Or maybe a great cause? Eh. Either way, I’m satisfied.
The revolution needs bubbles.
I had the best dream ever last night, until it got all emotional and filled with death. It started at Pennsic, only Pennsic got flooded out, so we all moved into this old farmhouse, which was full of early movie stars. They were having a party, so I went upstairs to my bedroom and changed [...]
In times of trouble, marbles are a great comfort. They are multi-colored, shiny, and you can roll them around in your hand instead of tearing off your fingernails.
I have no idea what to do.
…Gordon just called me. Prose lost her baby. Dammit.