January 6th, 2003

JWall

Nanashi no nihon no michi no kado ni imasu!

Work tonight was... interesting. Yes, that's the word. That, or moments of sheer terror interspersed with stretches of blinding boredom, to paraphrase something else (I know not what).

Had fun with Al today! We went to the park. And found a door into Faerie in a big tree, but we jumped into the allegator pit before we could go in. And then we found a road, a road that goes ever on, and we got to Rivendell, but the road bent and went on and oops, Moria, except with a tree being eaten. And then we swung. On swings, doncha know.

Look!

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Work tonight was... interesting. Yes, that's the word. That, or moments of sheer terror interspersed with stretches of blinding boredom, to paraphrase something else (I know not what).

Had fun with Al today! We went to the park. And found a door into Faerie in a big tree, but we jumped into the allegator pit before we could go in. And then we found a road, a road that goes ever on, and we got to Rivendell, but the road bent and went on and oops, Moria, except with a tree being eaten. And then we swung. On swings, doncha know.

Look!

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I wrote a poem today. Al wrote one, too. Hers is a rather naughty elf/dwarf-love ditty. Mine is HP. And I'm going to subject you to it! Mwahahahahahahah!

<i>The Ballad of Neville Longbottom

They think I do not see,
They forget I'm even there,
They never miss my laughter,
They never see my despair.

I live among the shining ones-
Those whose hearts are brave and true.
I do not belong here
Among this daring crew.

I cringe at things that slither
And weep at all harsh words.
I have no power or passion.
Ah, I wish I could fly like the birds.

Away, away from these better beings.
Away to some place where I need not cower!
I wish to fly but my wings are clipped-
But I try... I leap from the Tower.</i>

The wind is blowing around 80kph out right now. Scary! My drive home was a rollercoaster ride, especially going over the pass. The winds push the cars around, especially the high-profile SUVs. I had to dodge weaving cars and rabid tumbleweeds and random tree branches while wrestling with the steering wheel to keep on course. Eek!

I must awaken in a little over seven hours to take my mum to the train station. Which means I should go to sleep. Yes, and I have that meeting at work tomorrow, too. Sleep is good, sleep is grand, sleep is done all over the land!
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    Whee~!
alone on a swing

Warren Ellis rocks my world.

Little flurry of snow a moment ago.
Only lasted a minute. England is
horribly cold today. From my seat
here in the pub, I can see a TV aerial
dipped over at 45 degrees on top of
the post office, against a backdrop
of smooth grey branches from the
winterdead trees behind it. It looks
like a mutant bough, trying to climb
down the post office's chimney.
I'm reminded of a Philip K Dick essay
about paranoia and the true evil
intentions of crabgrass.

-W. Ellis, BAD SIGNAL (Mon, 6 Jan 2003 08:54:25 EST)

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