in which Rob terrifies me

It's been several weeks since the FreeWill horoscope has struck me as Significant, even when the message is understandable. This week's is a different story. ( Read more... )

The artistic representation was entitled "divine intervention," which I take to mean that, at the point where I believe nobody can help me, faith will step up to the plate. It reminds me of a quote I read somewhere and now cannot find: "The true miracle which occured on the shores of the Red Sea did not begin when Moses stretched his staff over the waves. No, it began when the first person stepped into the water."

In other news, I did indeed wear the gown of doom at last night's event. The evening went very well, and hardly anybody died, though a few didn't recognize me. I decided to take that as a compliment, since they were offering to buy me drinks at the time.

This day, it is squishing my brain...and too much of my fun.

Which is how I'm going to rationalize giving in to the inanity of this meme. We all have our breaking points, man. Edited a bit to suit my whim:

If you had me alone for twenty-four hours, what would you do with me or have me do for you?

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UPDATE: For once, the meme was right. I *was* surprised by the comments. Thanks, everyone, anonymous and otherwise. XO