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Had a very lovely entertaining afternoon/evening/morning. Which should be obvious since I'm just now getting home. But my British Texan friend cooked dinner for us, and there was much card playing, listening to music, Metro coffee and conversation.

And coming home at this hour is one of those moments that you think just moves unscripted and almost a force unto itself. Maybe it's listening to the finest Russian DJs while I'm looping and sailing over the asphalt, with the grey purple clouds moving over the lightening blue of the eastern sky, and the lights and the emptiness and the feeling that everything is in flux, that it is the end of the world and the dawn at the same time.

Because in the end nothing stays the same.

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It's grey outside, which suits my headache. I wish I knew what provoked it, so I could fix it.

cranky

It's been a day that has left me with this vague sense of ennui.

Stayed home today for rpg madness, as I've been going through serious withdrawl. Given my insane schedule and the schedules of most of the people I play with on a regular basis, I haven't had much of a chance for it lately and I miss it. However, everyone's gone now and the wizard and I are restless.

I have to make some decisions soon about whether or not I want certain things in my life, what I want, who I want it with, etc, etc. And it all just makes me rather tired in the sense that I do not want to think about anything overly serious at the moment.