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I'm picking barley out of my teeth; never mind. It snowed again. Or is snowing, rather. Everything out there is varying shades of the same color, even if I'm not precisely sure which color. Maybe someone will, someday, weave something useful out of all the breath I've wasted expressing my hatred of winter. But it won't be me. The sky looks like spoiled milk. Yesterday, Sirenia Digest #107 went out to subscribers. That's one hundred and eight issues since November 2005. There wasn't much else. Kathryn made chili. That was that.

Aunt Beast


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Jan. 9th, 2015 08:36 pm (UTC)
The sky looks like spoiled milk.

Snow is highly overrated.
Jan. 9th, 2015 10:00 pm (UTC)
Spoiled milk?
Snowy skies always reminded me of starring into a florescent light. I think the light in Hell is florescent.
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