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Short paragraphs, no direction.

Where have I been lately?

It's one of those ridiculous days in Victoria where the sun's out and the air's warm - but for the occasional gust of wind. It's one of those ridiculous days and we ended up in Beacon Hill with herons screaming in the distance - a bald eagle attacking their nest, trying to feast on their eggs.

Picnicking next to a massacre. It's that awkward moment where you don't know what to do - enjoy the sunshine or focus on the carnage generated by nature when unhindered by humans?

Work is a changing beast, of course, and now I have a permanent position rather than being an auxiliary. I'm not an auxiliary. That's new and different.

But, I'm home and there's music and I need to start firing off words into the story I'm writing. Something has to stick.

Comments (3)

Joy:

This update has a distinctly Mr. Burn-ish feel. "Release the hounds," etc.

ben:

I am, it must be said, in a weird mood. My apartment has no rug with which to "pull itself together."

joy:

His girlfriend cut off her toe. We thought we were getting a million dollars. Is not fair!

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