greenstorm | Buoyant.

I need to eat every four hours or I die. I cough most of the night. I still get really carsick, really fast. I think I'm recovering, though... *knock on wood*

I feel really great.

Chris is out of exams as of today.

I've seen all the Star Wars movies in existence.

I like people.

I like food.

I like sex.

I like my ratties.

I like cold water.

I like this poem:

Fire And Ice

Some say the world will end in fire;
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To know that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.

- Robert Frost

even though I don't like much of Frost's stuff (I like poems that don't rhyme).

I'm halfway through the story I'm writing for a contest on Chia.

Good music is playing.

I will see both Chris and the Juggler tonight.

I have a new client.

It's a nice night for walking.

I still can't talk, but I can type to the people on Chia, and Chris doesn't mind me not talking to him.

That is all, for now. :)

Buoyant.

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