Monday, 7 Dec 2009

The orange light of Sonoran afternoon blanketed the valley. Everything it touched buzzed too brightly for us in the shady interior of a ruined building on the cliff side. Below us, tall grasses waved around the edges of a shallow pond.
( musicin68 knows her animals, unusual gatherings, monsters )

Later Sunday morning:

I sat in a large hotel room with Kyle (from work), Sam Cooper, the Jens from Mac that isn't related to beltramgregor, and a few other people. ytinas and I sat on the end of a bed; another girl sat on the other. Everyone was discussing what sort of underwear they prefer, and there had just been a show of hands for boxers vs. briefs. Kyle and Sam ( Read more... )