And though I had slain a thousand foes less one,
The thousandth knife found my liver;
The thousandth enemy said to me,
'Now you shall die,
Now none shall know.'
And the fool, looking down, believed this,
Not seeing, above his shoulders, the naked stars,
Each one remembering.
--John M. Ford, The Final Reflection

The Asylum Director

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"The only thing I was fit for was to be a writer, and this rested solely on my suspicion that I would never be fit for real work, and that writing didn't require any." - Russel Baker

Saturday, October 07, 2006


Again, not much to say. I think I've adjusted to my new job quite well. Playing Threads of Fate and Darkstalkers 3 rather obsessively.

Oh, just re-watched the first season of Desperate Housewives too.

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