Dancing to Dirges

Depressing and happy things Tim says, sometimes while drunk

Thursday, March 27, 2008

Do something.

Today's my kind of day. Maybe a *touch* too cold, but we've got a steady drizzle mixing with sleet and big, wet snowflakes that burst on the grass like waterballoons. I always have good days in this kind of weather. I think of it as my totem...the god of rain.

It was made sharply clear to me that this job isn't going to get any better. Sometimes I get depressed, and simply despair over what I'm going to do. Not today. Today I'm in a good mood. I see clearly, now, and my course is obvious. Something is being done.


At 3:28 PM , Blogger colin said...

Oh dear. I hope it doesn't involve too many people screaming in agony as their very souls are torn asunder. Or at least that you have a soundproofed basement.

At 6:02 PM , Blogger Splitcoil said...

I see Tim as an Air Marshal. Thin enough to negotiate a crowded airliner cabin with ease. If he turns sideways, the terrorists won't even be able to see him, let alone shoot him.


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