The wide, carnivorous sky is back (until the end of my days, I have to live with people thinking that's some sort of John Langan reference, and this is irony). Which means the sunlight is back. The latter is appreciated. The former can blow me. I've been cold all morning. A bath should warm me up. Currently, it's 53˚F here.
My tree is still mostly green.
Truthfully, I haven't much to say today. So, there's that, and then the depression, and those two things really don't make for bracing blog entries. Probably, they play better to the Twitter/Facebook/Tumblr "tl;dr" crowd.
"She was kinda delightful when she was young. Shrill and often obscenely histrionic, true, but there was something there. However, when she got old, well, that bitter 'get off my lawn' schtick got tired fast."
Absolutely. "I've been there. I know the way."
TTFN,
Aunt Beast
- Current Location:Providence, RI
- Current Mood:low
- Current Music:Cat Power, "Dark End of the Street"
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Finally saw Jurassic World, awesome insane Rex fight, the Tylo was wicked cool but it's skull was as long as a car. 15 ft. Nope.
This past Sundays episode of The Walking Dead- NNNnnnOOOoooooo- (picture me here, a tall skinny white guy with short white hair, on my knees, sobbing, clenched fists impotently raised to the sky), WWWwwwhhhyyyy.... uncontrolled sobbing, shoulders quaking. Seriously, wow. Fuck.
and she had a little curl,
right in the middle of her for head.
When she was good,
she was very good,
but when she was bad,
She was even better.
First talking doll, made by Edison. They claim the last line was different, but that's what she said.
I am envious (of the tree, not the cold).
Edited at 2015-10-28 10:31 pm (UTC)