Early.

Jun. 9th, 2003 05:37 am
witchscauldron: (ebbywolf)
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Not sleeping sucks. My head hurts, in some weird manner, from something I am not quite able to identify. I think it might be a horsefly bite gone terribly wrong...but who knows? Maybe I have West Nile, like all the other crows in the world. >_< Heh.

So yeah...been up for an hour. Sun's rising. Pale blue skies, cool breeze. Is rather nice to be up and about coding in this sort of atmosphere, by candlelight. Quiet. What am I coding?

http://www.witchscauldron.net/creations/stockpage.htm
Yeah, I know. Bead whore whoring her wares. Whatever. It's updated. :)

Thunderstormed here most of the night. Wasn't earth-shattering, but the heavy patter of rain on the street is soothing, the lightning was like the flash in a moonstone, and I gathered water for my altar for a while. Felt good on my skin. Now it's cool and clear out, and the wind is in the leaves, and I'm fairly content with that. It's weird, given that I'm up so early, but I'll go with it for now.

Heh. Gimme a couple of hours. I'll be cranky and heading for bed again. Anyway...I'm not sure what I'll do with myself now that I'm done coding and updating this thing. Wake up gently, good people. I will talk to you later. :)
-M.

Date: 2003-06-09 04:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cbasalt.livejournal.com
way to whore, bead whore! :>
erf. it sucks the major ass to be up so early.

Date: 2003-06-09 07:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lonewylfe.livejournal.com
Hope you feel better =\ Mysterious headaches suck!
More shiny pretties! So creative :)
Did you get my snail mail? Email is not working atm >_

Date: 2003-06-09 11:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] morgandria.livejournal.com
Yes! I did get your snail mail, and your wand should be sent out shortly. :)

-M.

Date: 2003-06-09 07:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shockwave77598.livejournal.com
Heh, bead whore. Cute term. :) I like storms myself.
One day you’ll walk the world
and keep in mind
The heart you’ve been given
in winter time
And through the bitter cold,
with opened eyes
You’ll find the strength to fight
and stand upright