"Is not about".

( This is angry and irrational. Polystuff, and also histrionics, because this has pushed me completely over the edge into frothing incoherent irrationality. )

Meltdown aside: I got my middle_egyptian work done, some sewing, saw a movie at arawen and whispercricket's place with teinedreugan and jikharra. Going to go read my dreams book now and try not to break down any more than I am already.

Tomorrow, to the shore to make my offerings, I think, and to get a bottle for lysana. I think this is probably another one of those deep dark things that Olokun has washed up on my shore, it has the same feel as the last one.

Hey queenofhalves -- could we do lunch or dinner sometime or something and talk about the pure arcs of the meanings of people and Feri stuff and and?