From pseudicide

( Ten Things, Sarah edition. )

5 days until Truck Day.
11 days until Pitchers and Catchers report to Fort Meyers.
57 days until Opening Day at Fenway Park.

......you guys, it's Spring.

- Having one of those nights where the time just dribbled away into nothing. How the hell is it 1:30 am ( Read more... )

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Right now it is snowing in that ethereal, graceful way that looks softer than a whisper. It’s the rip-torn, tissue-paper snow, so thin and feather-fluffy that you think you could blow it all away ( Read more... )

According to lheena’s recent definition of time (aka: very skewed), I haven’t posted here in TWENTY FOUR AGES. That’s a long time, whew ( Read more... )

On the twelfth day of Christmas, ( Read more... )

My afternoon at work rapidly went kaboom, so this is hit-and-run LJ post, but I had to share:


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I picked a good one, y'all ( Read more... )

Dear Yuletide Writer:
Greetings! Tis the season, as it were, and so here are some tidings of good cheer, festivity, and fic.

( The Devil is in the Details. )