My clever patter does what?
Mar. 9th, 2006 10:12 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wolven7Tool - [Flood]--- I've cleaned my room. I've organised papers into folders, folders into drawers, and drawers into Corners. This is the nature of magic.
I've eaten food, the past few days, and seen people, and generally enjoyed my spring break. But tihs is it, from me, kids. No mas, until next week, I'm thinking.
Tonight, i'm heading to DC, visiting family, until Saturday, when I come back, only to disappear, with my girlfriend, the lovely![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mech_angel.
Welcome,deathboy. Thanks for dropping by.
Mozart - [Symphony No. 35 in D major ("Haffner"), K. 385 - IV. Finale. Presto]--- Is there no one out there, besides one of you, obviously, who is interested in the whole "Lessons on Godhood" thing? 'Cause they're going to keep coming. In one form or another.
Speak now, or... Speak later. You will have the opportunity.
Dreams were of various future bits, school/mall conglomerations, colleges that were other colleges, and a group of frat boys dumping a bag of apples, on my head. (Poe - [Could've Gone Mad]). I told them to stand still as i smashed individual apples into their heads. There was something about me being two hours late, and every clock near me doing the same. Something about a Knife, triangle/wedge shaped, with file sides and extremely sharp edges.damnedsaint was there, in the interior school part, with something about a history test, with Al, and scamort but they had to cycle in, to take the same test, one at a time. They were all freaked out, but all came out of it confident. The exterior of the school, in the day time, felt like Bradbury's Mars feels to me, when I read it.
That's all. Leaving now. May be back, before I leave, this afternoon.
I've eaten food, the past few days, and seen people, and generally enjoyed my spring break. But tihs is it, from me, kids. No mas, until next week, I'm thinking.
Tonight, i'm heading to DC, visiting family, until Saturday, when I come back, only to disappear, with my girlfriend, the lovely
mech_angel.Welcome,
deathboy. Thanks for dropping by.Mozart - [Symphony No. 35 in D major ("Haffner"), K. 385 - IV. Finale. Presto]--- Is there no one out there, besides one of you, obviously, who is interested in the whole "Lessons on Godhood" thing? 'Cause they're going to keep coming. In one form or another.
Speak now, or... Speak later. You will have the opportunity.
Dreams were of various future bits, school/mall conglomerations, colleges that were other colleges, and a group of frat boys dumping a bag of apples, on my head. (Poe - [Could've Gone Mad]). I told them to stand still as i smashed individual apples into their heads. There was something about me being two hours late, and every clock near me doing the same. Something about a Knife, triangle/wedge shaped, with file sides and extremely sharp edges.
damnedsaint was there, in the interior school part, with something about a history test, with Al, and scamort but they had to cycle in, to take the same test, one at a time. They were all freaked out, but all came out of it confident. The exterior of the school, in the day time, felt like Bradbury's Mars feels to me, when I read it.That's all. Leaving now. May be back, before I leave, this afternoon.
