Finally...

[whitereflection]

--got OPPD to install the whole house surge protection. It's only been, what, four months on that? Eh. Least it's done.

--paid the looming credit card bill. Tight now, but with being frugal on the going out to eat thing, and stopping our 'allowances' until after the first of the year, we should recover quick and get set for Christmas. It may be more of a 'trinket-gift' holiday than I prefer, but I'll make things work.

--finished watching Anj's Azumanga Daioh tapes last night. Now we just gotta find those last eps. of the series.

--went to a group gathering with Katherine present, and had it go ok. I've all but been avoiding her for a month now, but this went well. I know I can't be close with her any more, but I'm glad we can be decent and good-natured in each other's presences. Now maybe we can get back to the usual anime nights without feeling like the other shoe's gonna drop when I'm not expecting. Oh, and A Knight's Tale is kickass funny.

--lost my damned voice. XP I shoulda known this was gonna happen, as this cold's given me that borking cough just like last spring. I just was only a little hoarse this am, so I guess I thought I was gonna get away without that happening. But 8 hours later... Poo. I shouldn't have done the above two items, as I think it was pushing myself too hard. I'll deal though, and I shall crash and have absolute-complete-total rest very very soon. Mmm, the Vicks 44E (demon-spawned medicine!) is making sleep really lovely-appealing.


Mou~...many people that I miss. Perhaps I can catch them for just a moment....

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[mintaka00.livejournal.com]

I wish I could take you, and bundle you up in thick knitted wool and take you out into the dancing mist of a grey day to look at blazing colors against the black green of hemlocks and the craggy moss dressed faces of stone. To sip thick soup and green tea from thermoses, to smell the rich wet of golden pine needles rotting into the forest floor and to look at low wane light stretch across the backs of mountains.

These things always make me feel better when I'm ill. Love ya.

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[whitereflection.livejournal.com]

*extrahugs* This just sounds glorious, so amazingly so, whether ill or fine. I daydream of doing this sort of thing with you some time. :)

Love ya bunches, hope you're doing ok.
--Dii

[mixmastatiki.livejournal.com]

Lost your voice eh? ...or DID you!?

BWAHAHAAH!

*sends you pictures of your voice bound and gagged*

If you want the voice back, leave $28.45 behind the waterpipes at the train station on 46th street. We meet at midnight. Come alone. For every second that passes that you are late, I will make Kompressor dance.

Kompressor : "NO! Kompressor does not dance!"

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[whitereflection.livejournal.com]

*snerks* >D It is fun watching it dance. *hee* Tho I would like it back--this croaky thing is annoying me, tho it is servicable. I must admit, the Di-bot I sent out reports you must not have meant the train station on 46th ST in Helsinki, Finland. And there's no train station at 46th here in town. *frowns* You fiend.

And was that $28.45 Canadian, or Euro? How 'bout these fine beads and trinkets valued at $28.45-no-really-and-I-won't-give-you-smallpox-and-take-your-land-really?

Gah, must go lie down. I am not funny when I am tired and sniffly. ^^;

--Din