What an idea…

: Nope. Grape koolaid to drink.
: ooooh. the regular kind
: Regular! Whatever. It’s GRAPE.
: once it’s finished, you should totally get a featherpen off a passing bird and write it all by hand into a superneat book with a dragon on the front as your own special edition to keep.
: Holy crap would that take forever.
: in dragon’s blood ink
: yeah, but it would totally fucking rock.
: Yes, and it would probably bring about some sort of personal spiritual apocalypse. I don’t want to BE Herod, not really.

Holy gettin’ shit done, Batman!

The lull after the holidays is here. Nope, I’m not gonna post about my loot from my three Christmases, nor will I post about my New Years’ eve. Okay, fine, I spent it snoring. Anyway, I have no resolutions. Much like , things are just going really well right now.

Except for this goddamn warm weather in January.

The plague is going away, the hockey game was fantastic (despite MSU losing), and I’m at that nice lull where I’m not driving and running everywhere. It started out as this maddening void of nothing to do, but that’s changed to getting things done that should have been done by now.

The only drawback is that there is no within hugging distance.

There is a strong possiblity of a Steven post today, with slight chances of Tremere.

Horoscope

TAURUS (April 20-May 20): How have you measured your progress over the years, Taurus? Report cards, diplomas, certificates, and plaques? Pay raises, VIP friends, new titles, and nicer cars? Or have your benchmarks of success been subtler, like rising levels of self-love, a growing capacity for intimacy, more robust health, and friendships with people who bring out the best in you? Whatever signs you have relied on, I ask you to set them aside in 2004. Empty your mind completely so that you will be fully receptive to fresh intuitions about how to evaluate your ongoing evolution.