Happy birthday to tewok!
State of the 'Song
Slept through the night again on Robaxin. *sigh* Okay then.
Last information/interview session til December! I enjoy them, but it does mean working a double, and I do feel like I've done nothing but volunteer training stuff since May. So. The October schedule is nailed down, all the prospective volunteers have been interviewed, it remains only to make the decisions. And the various stuff for every day of training, but at least that's spaced out this time.
And so I have those two enforced days off this week. o.O
Those of you who read me on Facebook may recall me trying to decide last week if I ought to write about temple prostitutes or Tam Lin for an anthology I've been invited to. If you're curious, it will be temple prostitutes. In Vegas. Connected to Places You Haunt.
No link soup today because I worked a double yesterday and thus had no internet-perusal time.
Prunella: Ripe purple plums, wildflowers, and cream.
In bottle: Plum plum plum.
On me: Plum plum spiky greenness? But good.
The Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil: Whiffs of cinnamon bark, almond, and spikenard surround a perfect fruit, whose scent is akin to a tamarind, with the grace of a fine grape, as warm and rich as a fresh fig, glistening red like pomegranate seeds, and as crisp as an apple.
In bottle: Something sour and peculiar.
On me: Dark, faintly fruity... meh.
Serpents with Glittery Eyes and Forky Tongues: Serpentine green herbs, glistening red currant, sparkling yellow lemon rind, green musk, lime, and snakeskin.
In bottle: BRIGHT green.
On me: Citrus doom.
The Sea Foams Milk: Milk cresting on an ocean wave.
In bottle: Spoiled milk.
On me: No milk, just seawater.
5 things about the next Mars rover.
Writing, hanging out with mangosteen, Diesel.