The first 10 days of the year were rather terrible. New Year's Eve was still okay, compared to the next ten days. I had lunch and dinner and I watched a few movies while awaiting the new year; "Spirited Away", because that's my friend's favourite movie and we watched it together a few times, and "The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring", because we watched the whole trilogy together when I visited her two years ago. And I was, surprisingly, done with dinner before midnight (even
This about sums up how I’ve been feeling these last few days:
Today’s stories:
Lies and Lyres by King of Beggars
So Long, And Thanks For All The Fish by Blueshift
Orange Is The New Blue by Estee
Time to Talk by Jay-The-Brony
Observatory Hill by Skywriter
Joe Haldeman served a tour of duty in the Vietnam War, before he became well known as a science fiction writer.
I'm vacillating between blogging this story as providing examples partway through of the kind of dark humor, even graveyard humor, that sometimes shows up as a coping mechanism in war...
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i have some fics in the works