"It knows not pride or vanity. It cares not about your dreams."

[greygirlbeast]

I slept almost nine hours last night. Given how bad the insomnia has been of late (and mostly I'm just suffering through it without Ambien), that seems miraculous. Here in Providence, the day is overcast and wet, and also chilly (currently 43F, but the windchill has it feeling like 38F out there). We've had a mild autumn, compared to last year

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[chris_walsh]

The only story I can recall having written that comes near fitting that exact description is, in fact, "Onion." So...I'm at a loss.

The other story spilled over from the alternate reality that's home to Hack!Caitlin. (We'll keep her over there. You wouldn't want to meet her. Plus that alternate reality's most famous porn star is Rush Limbaugh, so there's even more reason to avoid it.)

[greygirlbeast]

The other story spilled over from the alternate reality that's home to Hack!Caitlin. (We'll keep her over there. You wouldn't want to meet her. Plus that alternate reality's most famous porn star is Rush Limbaugh, so there's even more reason to avoid it.)

I do hope that "Hack!Caitlín" at least makes more money than me.

[chris_walsh]

They pay in bent sticks over there. So it's not ideal.

In nicer news, last night I saw a guy dressed up Jack Skellington. (At least the dark clothes and the head. If the guy has shown up being 9 feel tall and bundled-stick thin, I'd've been REALLY impressed.) He and I were at a beer-theater screening of The Nightmare Before Christmas.

[chris_walsh]

And in a simpler message: thank you, the both of you, for sharing the images of the waves. I'm glad the ocean speaks to both you and Kathryn and draws you to it.

[chris_walsh]

To give you something nicer to think about than that last comment, I give you the Monty Python Masons.

P.S. If my humor attempt up there failed, I'm sorry.)