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Feb. 15th, 2003 06:34 pmso Daredevil wasn't too bad. the previews were better than the movie: LXG and X2 look particularly promising. *drool*
am heading over to 'fana's tonite for a game of cards and some Buffy-watching. of course, the usual people backed out, but we'll manage somehow. we always do. *grin*
can't seem to decide what i wanna do til it's time to leave. i've been installing games like mad on my new HD, but can't seem to decide which one to play. *sigh* just one of those aimless weeks... Ford's off in Ottawa, SG's LANing at Largo's house, and i'm left staring at my computer screen... (wow, that sounded more self-pitying than it was meant to).
We get that in here some nights, when someone’s had a few. Cosmic speculation about whether gods really exist. Next thing, there’s a bolt of lightning through the roof with a note wrapped round it saying « Yes, we do » and a pair of sandals with smoke coming out. That sort of thing, it takes all the interest out of metaphysical speculation. (Terry Pratchett, "Small Gods")
As history repeats itself
I will not fail to find my pieces
your shape will fade in my memory
but I will remember your many faces.
("Images of Our Extinction," by Exhumation)
am heading over to 'fana's tonite for a game of cards and some Buffy-watching. of course, the usual people backed out, but we'll manage somehow. we always do. *grin*
can't seem to decide what i wanna do til it's time to leave. i've been installing games like mad on my new HD, but can't seem to decide which one to play. *sigh* just one of those aimless weeks... Ford's off in Ottawa, SG's LANing at Largo's house, and i'm left staring at my computer screen... (wow, that sounded more self-pitying than it was meant to).
We get that in here some nights, when someone’s had a few. Cosmic speculation about whether gods really exist. Next thing, there’s a bolt of lightning through the roof with a note wrapped round it saying « Yes, we do » and a pair of sandals with smoke coming out. That sort of thing, it takes all the interest out of metaphysical speculation. (Terry Pratchett, "Small Gods")
As history repeats itself
I will not fail to find my pieces
your shape will fade in my memory
but I will remember your many faces.
("Images of Our Extinction," by Exhumation)
