archives for Monday 14 July 2008
in which we consider ourselves warned
Monday 14 July 2008 | 2 cookies in the jar
The last straw During this time you may be much more irritable than usual and snappish with others, even though you cannot consciously recognize what you are angry about. Perhaps the most puzzling effect of this influence is that your irritability and anger seem completely irrational. They may not actually be irrational, but your anger [...]
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post-lyric, an inevitable crash
Monday 14 July 2008 | I like a cookie
Dixon was alive again. Consciousness was upon him before he could get out of the way; not for him the slow, gracious wandering from the halls of sleep, but a summary, forcible ejection. He lay sprawled, too wicked to move, spewed up like a broken spider crab on the tarry shingle of the morning. The [...]
