Streets Are Filled With --
picking up what people have left behind
2nd-Jul-2010 02:52 am
Today, for the first time in a long while, I made a long-forgotten noise of primal fear combined with articulated nausea as I watched my screen go blank after the power tripped. Good times, good times.

It's a perfect day for low lights, some coffee, and reading. ♥

In other news, a funny little thing yesterday while I browsed the mall:

Sometimes I feel like the whole of the commercial world is one giant fic prompt.
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