(personal/memorial) It found me.

argus7hills' flu found me today. Not in at work, for obvious reasons. Slept until 12:45 pm and only got up because my paper is due today. No, I haven't started working on it yet - I'm still trying to clear the brain goo (thanks, Pook!) from my head. I'm hoping the tea will start working soon.

And Philip Jose Farmer died yesterday. Another giant of SF.

Someday, I will look around, and all the people who first inspired me to write will be gone. And that, my friends, is a very, very depressing thought.

(red sox) Sox vs. Twins

It is now officially spring.

Go SOX!