The Dreamer of a Thousand Names for Starlight (cloudtrader) wrote,
The Dreamer of a Thousand Names for Starlight
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GoR, work, dollfie, friends, Band of Brothers, random poetry attack

Rosie is so going to crash the NiFtY RiNg Party!!! *snerk*

For clarification: Lothiriel doesn't care if Aragorn has affairs with others, or even if he obsesses over others (like Arwen), so long as he always comes back to her and so long as he needs her support. Arwen, well, she just wants to have sex, because, HELLO, her husband has been very neglectful lately. Perhaps now that Legolas is no longer being poisoned by troll blood (*snerk* That is SO FUNNY!!! HAHAHAHA.), she can finally get her some. And no, she is not a drunken whore. Really.

We have done holiday set-up at the store. O_o We went straight from Halloween to Christmas (less with the Hanukkah) in less than a blink of an eye, do not pass Thanksgiving, do not collect a hundred presents. And the in-store plays have become Christmas music. Frightful! OMG, I have to listen to it for the next two months!!!

Also, we have gone to wireless phones that I have the delightful task of carrying around all day! *sarcasm* I have tried the headsets, but they have problems. You know, there are openings in Music, maybe I'll transfer there. Music is a lot more restful than Book. Unfortunately, it would mean actually knowing stuff about music and bands and stuff. Huh.

Anime Club was fun on Friday, even though we were attacked by random white-clad minions of Conformity. I got to see Savvie's dorm! And she lent me anime. *snuggles elite_stoat*

In the past week, I got to watch the first 4 episodes of the miniseries Band of Brothers thanks to the delightful silensy and torrye. OMG, Winters/Nixon! And Spiers! Dude. VERY cool series. I have made icons.

Also, my dollfies are cute.











The Arrow and the Song

I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For, so swiftly it flew, the sight
Could not follow it in its flight.

I breathed a song into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For who has sight so keen and strong,
That it can follow the flight of song?

Long, long afterward, in an oak
I found the arrow, still unbroke;
And the song, from beginning to end,
I found again in the heart of a friend.

-Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

So, inkwraith, when are we going to get together and work on stuff?
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