A smattering of nonsense a day,
Keeps one's mind nimble and ready to play.

'Cliffhanger' is one of those words which I feel captures the essence of what it is trying to convey perfectly ( Read more... )

Necessity: Squeaky bike requires fixing. Annoyance factor aside, all that friction with the wheel-frame has got to be detrimental to the lifespan of my back tire ( Read more... )

今日一日中あの曲は私の頭の中で立ち往生している。でも、嫌じゃない。とても素晴らしい曲と思う。ダイヤーのAのOPのひとつとして、メロディも歌詞も感動的なものだ。その流れに乗って、真剣にあの曲を学び始めた。ある部分はちょっと難しいけど、楽しかった。♪( ´▽｀)

空が青空であるために、闇を抜けてまた陽は昇る~~~ ٩( ᐛ )و

I love it ( Read more... )

In the autopsy, they find that she is brimming with words. The first cut down the torso releases a slew of them; they spew forth from the incision, staining the gloves of the mortician and dripping off the body's skin onto the autopsy table. There are so many of them, all jumbled together in a gallimaufry of colour and fonts ( Read more... )

Romero: Tempt me not, dear cousin, for I am untemptable.

Benedict: Fie, untemptable. Contemptible thou art, I say, for I see thine eye roving yet despite thy words.

Romero: Thine eyes lie.

Benedict: Nay, it is thy lips that lie.

Romero: The truth I bear is turned into lies by thine own eyes and ears. I can do no right.

Benedict: But you do me ( Read more... )

Her fingers hover over the keyboard. So close and yet so far. The scant millimeters between her fingertips and the keys stretch endlessly into the distance, a gaping canyon of silence ( Read more... )

She fell in love and overdosed on strawberry wine. She savored each sweet-tart sip with every shared smile, but couldn't help the unintentional gulps every time their eyes met. In the heat of that brief, brief summer, she drank and drank, and her eyes were always fever-bright and her cheeks were always flushed. Her lips were stained berry-red and ( Read more... )

So, first up, sorry for the extended suspense. If I wanted to be cheeky and violate Grice's maxims, I could say that I never actually specified which Sunday I was referring to......but that'd be just mean. Haha. Honestly, I just forgot, and once I unintentionally stopped that very first day, it was easy enough to keep postponing a new entry. Too ( Read more... )