So since I'm told tomorrow (Saturday) is the beginning of the End of Days, and I won't be online for it, I hope you'll all enjoy the ride. I'll be over here, until Saturday afternoon at least, so if you don't hear from me again it's possible (just not particularly likely) I was whisked away to... elsewhere. ...at least if Harold Camping got the ( Read more... )

You know, it hit me lately... this feels like Tokyo all over again. I remember surviving on online conversations, saving piles of 100 yen coins for phonecalls that never lasted long enough, comfort food and going out for window shopping (I despise window shopping) and just wandering about for lack of something to do. I remember train rides for the ( Read more... )

It is cold outside, but I don't feel cold. Brandie will catch what this means, I think, and maybe Shuya. It's good to be here, even though I will need to get used to the house being one person short.
They cling to us, and Rose's family depends on her for emotional support. She's the youngest daughter. Are we really that much stronger than them? She ( Read more... )