Dec. 27th, 2018

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* Hello to any new folk! There've been a scant few additions to my circle, I think: drop by and say hi, one way or another!

* Back to work, alas, alas. Then again: all my boss and I did in the absolutely empty office was talk rubbish about hockey and do nothing, so that wasn't too bad. I feel utterly braindead from going in, though.

* Yuletide recs will have to wait until tomorrow or the weekend, methinks; I am a bit dead, though I've put some effort into exploring the wilds of the collection and commenting where I can. I wonder if I've hit any fics from y'all on the flist! Have I? I doubt it – I sense that, down a certain space opera and judging from the rouge appearance of people's names in kudos lists, that we don't quite share read/write fandoms as much these last few years.

* I am hastily, drunkenly nominating for Chocolate Box, but I am the world's worst exchange participant outside of Yuletide. Sorry, mods...

* Stealing another low-key you-do-me-and-I'll-do-you meme from [community profile] thefridayfive:

1. What is your favourite food?
2. What is your favourite food preparation method?
3. What is your favourite cuisine or style of cooking?
4. Do you have any dietary restrictions and if so what are they?
5. If you could introduce the whole world to one ingredient to improve their culinary experience, what would that be and why?

 

A universe of unmapped grief and love
And new master light is beyond
The pleiades and plow and southern stars.

O soaring
Icarus of outworld, burn bright
The traceries of known skymarks,
Slide the highway planets behind
Your clear waxed wings.

Go conquer the everywhere left
Beyond your sad confinement
In a predicted bonehouse,
Witch thrown riddle of flesh
And water.

O soar until nothing
remains but great glittering holes
In the black godspun shirt over your head.

- John Fairfax