carnelian stars like the bars down below / serve only vodka and gin

[raven]

So, I was going to make a cranky LDR post, but, on second thoughts, perhaps not. I am cranky. At some level I always am. Long-distance relationships suck monkey balls. Don't do them, they're awful and sad.

But. Once again, Shim and I have been together for an integer number of years. During that time we have, inter alia: gone on long walks in the countryside; bought a lot of books; started a small kitchen fire; danced to no music under the moon; eaten pancakes in Amsterdam; run drunkenly down the steps of Sacre Coeur; spent hours looking for a stranger's missing keys in the snow; had screaming rows about nothing in particular; drunk wine on the roof of Lincoln at three in the morning; climbed Arthur's Seat in rain so bad the dye ran from my shoes; spent seven months apart; done a lot of dishes; written letters and emails and instant messages; made faces over Skype; been together.

And here we are. Still keeping on and carrying on.


edit fuck it, I am working out my cranky by listening to the Weepies' entire discography on repeat (I pity my next door neighbour) so now you can too.

The Weepies - Gotta Have You
no amount of coffee / no amount of crying / no amount of whisky / no amount of wine

The Weepies - Can't Go Back Now
you know there will be days when you're so tired you can't take another step

The Weepies - Same Changes
and everyone says this love will change you / well I asked does anything ever stay the same

The Weepies - Painting by Chagall
we live so high above the ground / satellites surround us

The Weepies - Hope Tomorrow
a windy fitful day in winter / charging towards the ides of May

Comments

[leiascully.livejournal.com]

Rough while it lasts, though.

I think I've read that one anyway - I've picked them up just as I found them, so the mythology's all tangled in my brain. So yea!

[loneraven.livejournal.com]

Okay, so Millie was the deemed incarnation of the Goddess Ashteth, this vengeful goddess type in Series Ten. It's unclear what sort of a place Series Ten really is - but there are details, like bazaars, and some things about the Asteth religion, that are reeeeally suggestive of a kind of caricatured Middle Eastern or South Asian setting. Then she comes to Christopher's world, adopts the name of a girl in an English book of school stories and the whole thing is never mentioned again.

[leiascully.livejournal.com]

Interesting. And she's so pale that her children are pasty - charming, Diana.