Death comes for us all (a melodramatic haiku of retirement)
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guts and garters

It's all fun and games until someone loses molecular cohesion.

Sunday, January 14, 2001

I wish life could always be like this. Good music. Lots of water. Chocolate. In one window, I role play a character with claws threatening to rip a guy's through out. In another, I discuss with Mallory a list of drink metaphors for fantasy authors. Champagne for Eddings. Guinness for Donaldson. Mystery punch for Pratchett.

This is fun. And though J2 would shake his head and call me a nerd, I love it.

Now, if only email would come back up. My student account has been down since Saturday morning. When the email comes, it's going to be a flood.

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