or I would not be the Holy Vagabond

[incandescens]

Okay. Okay. Maybe manwha via Hong Kong has points to recommend it. (It certainly has points which I can steal, ah, pay homage to in relevant rpg writing.) I was quite enjoying the first volumes of Saint Beast and The Four Constables today. I'm unlikely to go round buying it wholesale firsthand, but if I should run into some secondhand copies . . .

Have to get the blasted audit done at work before the end of June. Went and negotiated/discussed timing with my boss today. We'll see how it works out.

No rain yet. Hm. I could have sworn we had a storm on the way. Let's hope it doesn't arrive tomorrow when I'm walking into work and midway between work and home; that would be annoying.

---

Angelica the Doorkeeper

The falcon soars
The town's gates are even higher

Angelica's their doorkeeper
She's wound the sun round her head
She's tied the moon round her waist

She's hung herself with stars.

-- Anon. (Serbian)

(Translated by Anne Pennington.)

Comments

[dipping_sauce]

I think we got your storm. It's been raining something fierce over here all day. There was some serious thunder and lightning about an hour ago, but it seems to have passed.

(Ah, bitching about the weather. The universal uniter.)

[flemmings.livejournal.com]

We've got it now.

[incandescens]

That's one hell of a distance for a storm to travel. :)

[flemmings.livejournal.com]

The Atlantic is not called 'The Pond' for nothing.