Back. Not Wolfy.

Kitten's cute. Named him 'Cat'. He's Siamese.

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Daniel received the kitten quite happily as he stepped from the cage this morning. Between his meditation and chores, he has been playing with the kitten. It is very relaxing to him ( Read more... )

The moon was up for a full hour before Daniel changed today. I think he's calming.
Now he's meditating in the rock garden. His chi is less troubled.

I'm going down to town to get him a kitten. I will not be giving the kitten to him when he's furry, so it isn't food.

Know peace, friends of Daniel.

Daniel is fine. The cage held, and no one was hurt.
He's going in seclusion for a few days, to recenter.
I think I'll get him a kitten.

He passes this message:
"No monks were bitten in the wolfing of this guitarist."

Oh, and:
"Pants."

GRRR!

ARRGH!

Looked like a good thing to do.

I'm a big Wolf, I can take it.

Weird vision during meditation.

I was in Sunnydale, and Willow was clinging to my arm again. Except it wasn't me, I was Wes.

Then things changed, and I was me again, and Wil was crying that I left her. Yeah, it's my fault. Didn't want to deal with almost killing her. Glad she's happy now, though.

Better go talk to Cho Pan.

There's just way too much going on in SunnyD.

Cho Pan says I need to relax more, anyway. Keeping in touch gets me riled up.

Sorry, guys. Gotta chill for a while.

So, in the middle of the night I'm woken up by Cho Pan.

We go down the mountain, slip into town, and some guy gives us an old CD player and some (I presume bootlegged) CDs.

Cho Pan's Zen seems unruffled by this. And now I have tunes.

Bonus. Forgot how sweet Shirley's voice is.

Woke up early. Ate rice. Took walk. Meditated. Ate rice. Slept.