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whitereflectionExtraordinarily tired. Tried to nap, but twice got woken up, second time by a phone call from Dad. Shouldn't go back to sleep again. Am dead, tho. Mmph.
Got updates from Dad on news about my aunt. Not much new yet--one procedure coming up to see if the cancer's spread first, then the biopsy. Strange order, but I guess they're really worried about the spread and they can't do the two things at once. Sounds like she's in a lot of pain at the moment. Dad kept saying "Things really don't look good" over and over. So. They're already talking about if/when she goes through chemo...and other stuff. I mean...they're already all already talking about checking wills and estates and crap...and okay, very morbid, but my mind is chewing on this, they (being Dad, my stepmother, my other aunt, and my cousins) even had a discussion of suicide/assisted suicide. So...lord knows. Still a lot up in the air, lot they're waiting to find out. Lot of other...kind of mentally weighty things Dad talked about, probably not worth saying here. Just kind of...leaves a person thinking.
Mood can be best described as "listening to Sarah McLachlan's Fumbling Towards Ecstacy CD on repeat*. Especially Ice, Fumbling Toward Ecstacy, and Possession really resonate...but almost the whole disc does, actually.
Hmmf...Ice really is a Clamp song. Very Seishirou/Subaru. Maybe some a Fuuma/Kamui song. Also has a Yami feel, inna way.
Occurs to me that in pondering fanart, I can't forget the piece Nixy did for the Betrayer story we've been meaning to write for YYH. That counts, indeed it does. *hugs picture...hugs Nix, clings like a limpet*
Okay, done with random tangent thoughts. Need to go do homework, and try to be productive this evening in one way or another. Or something like that. Really, really wanna go hide out again.
Got updates from Dad on news about my aunt. Not much new yet--one procedure coming up to see if the cancer's spread first, then the biopsy. Strange order, but I guess they're really worried about the spread and they can't do the two things at once. Sounds like she's in a lot of pain at the moment. Dad kept saying "Things really don't look good" over and over. So. They're already talking about if/when she goes through chemo...and other stuff. I mean...they're already all already talking about checking wills and estates and crap...and okay, very morbid, but my mind is chewing on this, they (being Dad, my stepmother, my other aunt, and my cousins) even had a discussion of suicide/assisted suicide. So...lord knows. Still a lot up in the air, lot they're waiting to find out. Lot of other...kind of mentally weighty things Dad talked about, probably not worth saying here. Just kind of...leaves a person thinking.
Mood can be best described as "listening to Sarah McLachlan's Fumbling Towards Ecstacy CD on repeat*. Especially Ice, Fumbling Toward Ecstacy, and Possession really resonate...but almost the whole disc does, actually.
Hmmf...Ice really is a Clamp song. Very Seishirou/Subaru. Maybe some a Fuuma/Kamui song. Also has a Yami feel, inna way.
Occurs to me that in pondering fanart, I can't forget the piece Nixy did for the Betrayer story we've been meaning to write for YYH. That counts, indeed it does. *hugs picture...hugs Nix, clings like a limpet*
Okay, done with random tangent thoughts. Need to go do homework, and try to be productive this evening in one way or another. Or something like that. Really, really wanna go hide out again.