Category: Idling
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Cool Down That Fever
This is a public post addressed to one person. The person using the Fever RSS Client hosted at 173.193.63.131. Listen, I understand you have a lot of feeds to monitor/read and you’re trying to make sure you don’t miss out on anything important. Gotcha. I’m flattered, really. But.
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Consider The Ant
Evening chores seem to multiply around here. Since the roommates are off doing whatever they are doing away from the house, I’m watering their plants that they were so keen on getting. That they insisted on plants not suited for this climate is a different rant. One of the flowering plants was originally in a…
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Just Another Boring Update
So. Boo. I’m still here, much to the chagrin of my enemies. Excuse me while I haughtily laugh at them. Ha. Ha. I had been trying to keep a posting schedule of once a week, dream or not. Obviously that went by the way side. A client project took priority and the week was spent…
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Because Someone Asked: “Three Ways to Describe Loki”
Funny the things you find when you read the back pages. Or in this case, server logs. Someone found my site using these words in Google: “What are three different ways to describe Loki” I had a quick chuckle, then proceeded to more important issues. But the question stuck with me. And of course, because…
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A Drop of Opal
As some of you may know, I have a… rocky… relationship with my mother. Things have deteriorated to the point where I have to assume anything that comes from her hand has a hidden trap ready to spring and draw blood. It was during one of our more vicious interactions I was made painfully aware…
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Just One Lie
Many years ago, I worked in a train yard. One night during my probationary period, I was tested in what was supposed to be just a matter of stubborn will. I had to pick up a crew from this train over there and be given conflicting directions by the conductor and engineer to see how…
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Just A Quote
“Leilah Publications” posted this post and comment last night on Facebook. I still had Ravenwoman in the forefront of my thoughts, and the mess of contradictions she had presented. His words pierced the darkness she left behind. During ordeals of psychological, physiological, and spiritual fitness, the soul finds itself with nothing, utterly stripped and naked;…
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Idling: Late Night Musings
Just a lot of little things that would probably be more suited for a tumblr account, if I had a tumblr account, than for the loquaciousness a full blog encourages. No, I’m not making a tumblr account. That’s what the “Idling” category is for.
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The Mirror
This afternoon I “fell into the pit”. Instead of allowing my darkening thoughts to spiral me into further depression, I used Twitter as an escape vent and directed the self-hatred there. I surprised myself with being able to rhyme so neatly on my feet.