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low, flying planes
I'm in the airport on my way to the AAR, with a few hours to kill before my flight to Chicago. It's a beautiful day, and the planes are taking off right in front of my window. I'm not quite yet ready, I think, to be saturated with nollij, but I'll be there by the first session tomorrow.
For a few reasons that don't bear explaining on Livejournal, I am pretty low. Therefore, I am making a blatant plea for internet sympathy and combining it with a distraction technique.
So here's my offer.
If you comment, I will reply to your comment with one of three things:
--a costume item that suits you
--a happy memory of you
--a haiku based on a topic you suggest.
Of course, replies may be delayed till I can find some available Chicago webbernets, but I promise a reply to all of them.
And now, I'm going to eat my damn Butterfinger.
For a few reasons that don't bear explaining on Livejournal, I am pretty low. Therefore, I am making a blatant plea for internet sympathy and combining it with a distraction technique.
So here's my offer.
If you comment, I will reply to your comment with one of three things:
--a costume item that suits you
--a happy memory of you
--a haiku based on a topic you suggest.
Of course, replies may be delayed till I can find some available Chicago webbernets, but I promise a reply to all of them.
And now, I'm going to eat my damn Butterfinger.
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Hats are funny!
An elaborate jeweled turban, with a gem in the center like a hen's egg. Big swathes of gold and crimson silk, wrapped so much it looks like it's trying to eat your head.
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