good morning, middle-earth!

[phosfate]

I've got coffee and choccy cinny rolls and --

:: eyes bug at sight of enormous nuke-like dust column, crater ::

Oh, fuck.

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[annlarimer.livejournal.com]

Oh dear. Poor kid. I imagine all the omnipotence and everything can make a person wig once in a while. Not that the chemical abuse helps...

Believe it or not, they're from the grocery store bakery. My Cousin Robbie makes 'em. ::sip::

So...should we, I dunno, go help dig graves or combat looters or something? (When we're out of coffee, of course.)

How'd the poetry thing go at Butterbur's? I'm sorry I missed it, but - grocery night.

[nimrodel.livejournal.com]

Robbies a good cook.

Yeah, I think we should probably pitch in a bit, but it would be a shame to waste the coffee. I'm all for combating looters, kicking someone's butt sounds good this morning.
*Screeeeeches!*
sorry, comes from shagging hanging out with a certain ringwraith alot.

Butterburs poetry slam was great, it's a shame you missed it. I hope they do it again. I'm not really a poetry person, in terms of writing it myself, but there are some people here who are absolutely fecking brilliant. Maybe we should publish "Sock Puppet Theatre Poetry" someday....or at least have the sock puppet community go through and memory all the posts under poetry....I'd be willing to do that, if they want to give me access...

Anyway, off to kick looters asses....and help with the clean up and all and then gotta run errands. Life goes on...

[annlarimer.livejournal.com]

Cool. Later!