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The Angels were all singing out of tune,
and hoarse with having little else to do,
excepting to wind up the sun and moon
or curb a runaway young star or two.
~ Lord Byron
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i'm feeling kinda woggly today ~ if you take a young ostrich by the neck and wag it back and forth a little, that's your basic woggle (in case you were wondering). it comes from a phrase: woggling the ostrich (of obscure origins).
somewhere in the east they believe if you dream of ostriches, it's a portent of death. man there's some random stuff in my head.
anyway, i foresee a long day of work ahead of me and a lot of evasion of that work. i did no homework yesterday ~ just dinna feel up to it. tried to go to bed early, but found myself wandering around at 2 a.m. with a clogged sinus.
i went to confession yesterday (squeee!) ~ is it a bad thing to think your priest is cute? i don't mean cute as in attractive, i mean cute as a button ~ that sort of cute. i mean, for one thing, he's about five feet tall with his shoes on. if i were inclined to pick fights in sand boxes, i think i could easily take him. secondly, i'm pretty sure he said "oh gee, well..." in the confessional, which is just hilarious to me. it's like being absolved by beaver cleaver. i don't know who sounded more apologetic: him or me! at any rate, he's a good confessor: sweet-natured, active listener, and genuinely tries to be helpful in a personal way. i'm more accustomed to getting a lecture and a penance, but he was very chatty and asked a lot of questions, which reminded me of father bud ~ so i felt at home. i had all manner of anxiety going not knowing what to expect, but i won't be skeered at all next time.
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i think as part of the day's evasion, i'll take the aminals to the park ~ but first: work, vanya, work work.
somewhere in the east they believe if you dream of ostriches, it's a portent of death. man there's some random stuff in my head.
anyway, i foresee a long day of work ahead of me and a lot of evasion of that work. i did no homework yesterday ~ just dinna feel up to it. tried to go to bed early, but found myself wandering around at 2 a.m. with a clogged sinus.
i went to confession yesterday (squeee!) ~ is it a bad thing to think your priest is cute? i don't mean cute as in attractive, i mean cute as a button ~ that sort of cute. i mean, for one thing, he's about five feet tall with his shoes on. if i were inclined to pick fights in sand boxes, i think i could easily take him. secondly, i'm pretty sure he said "oh gee, well..." in the confessional, which is just hilarious to me. it's like being absolved by beaver cleaver. i don't know who sounded more apologetic: him or me! at any rate, he's a good confessor: sweet-natured, active listener, and genuinely tries to be helpful in a personal way. i'm more accustomed to getting a lecture and a penance, but he was very chatty and asked a lot of questions, which reminded me of father bud ~ so i felt at home. i had all manner of anxiety going not knowing what to expect, but i won't be skeered at all next time.
: D
i think as part of the day's evasion, i'll take the aminals to the park ~ but first: work, vanya, work work.
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