November (Absorbing)

Bethesda Softworks: "Skyrim"
Puscifer: "Conditions of my Parole"

November (Rain)

The last days of November. The punishing winds driving massive clusters of clouds, and the sub-zero rain are nothing short of a mind-numbing combination. The winter lurks somewhere behind the high hills and snow shores of Lapland, although it is only three weeks until Christmas. Now, I am just about as religious as a sexually active nun, but I appreciate the silence, the peacefulness, and the random acts of kindness when the hollow, über-capitalistic rat-race and the self-imposed chaos ceases on the morning of the 24th of December.

And if we are to celebrate anyone's birthday (the unfortunate event of entering this time and space, and this god-forsaken rock at the ass-end of the galaxy), it will be mine.

October

A cruel, cruel autumn.

One of the most difficult four weeks I have had in a while. Too many things needing to be un-fucked, like, yesterday.