Today's motto: Happiness is having friends who will lend one pants in an emergency.

    Whitney says, "So I posted to [livejournal.com profile] feri asking for thoughts about the Peacock God and some queries about what the Feri gods /sound/ like. And it immediately degenerated, or mutated, in a direction best expressed by my favorite received comment on the thread, which is, in its entirety: ART! ART! MORE FERI ART!"
    Tesla [[livejournal.com profile] oneironaut] laughs hard.
    Whitney says, "Feris are harder to herd than most pagans."
    Brooks [[livejournal.com profile] brooksmoses] says, "Which are, in turn, harder to herd than most cats, neh?"
    Whitney says, "Yes."
    Whitney says, "They smell art in the water, and it's a feeding frenzy."


(Admittedly, my post was about the Must Art! feeling as much as it was about the gods, so it's not an out of the blue tangent. Also, it was written while heavily under the influence of DayQuil.)

Bah. I really wanted to go to the carol-thingy thing that [livejournal.com profile] meranthi's friend was organising at MIT tomorrow, and I don't think I have the spoons or the state of health for it. Will see if I make up for last night's no-sleep tonight, but graaah. And I saw [livejournal.com profile] xiphias was on the list of people who got the email I was forwarded, and I haven't seen him for a while. Sulk.

In other news, cherry-flavored Pepto-Bismol is . . . slightly alarming.
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From: [personal profile] ardaniel


Enough DayQuil in college caused me to hallucinate hard enough to produce Art for my screenwriting class. Don't knock the spice, yo. ;)

From: [identity profile] meranthi.livejournal.com


Don't worry, if you can't make the singalong thing tonight. It would be easier on a weekend, anyway. Maybe we can just get together and sing later. :)

From: [identity profile] xiphias.livejournal.com


I'm unfortunately not gonna be singing, either, 'cause I've gotta work.
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Probably no singing for me either - I woke up at 9 am, said, OWfuck, emailed in sick to work, went back to bed, and slept solidly until 2:30 in the afternoon. No drugs, just sheer exhaustion and an ache all over.

I need a night to be quiet (and probably do prep) and try to get over whatever this affliction is.
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