To pause is to stop and pay attention.

[butterflydreaming]

Brought to my attention by buhrger: How to Walk Across a Parking Lot


If you do nothing else right today, at least you sat at fifty miles an hour.

Well, today wasn't Friday as I thought, but tomorrow will be. (This morning I saw a coworker who doesn't work on Fridays. Astonished, I asked why he was at work.)

Cult of done: I finished a lingering fanfic and 13 people have clicked on it either because they want to read a Naoko fic or because the cat walked over the keyboard. It's dedicated to cygna_hime, but AO3 seems to have eaten the "gifted to".

A Muddy Cup is serving a Dorian Gray tea latte: steamed milk, lavender Earl Grey, a hint of coconut syrup. It's London Fogs sexy younger cousin who wears saddle shoes.

Not only do I now own Pacific Rim on DVD, I can share the included Ultraviolet copy with 6 friends via Flickster, apparently. (I have not read the fine print.)
If you liked Pacific Rim, but have lingering pain over the hero death count, you may find this cartoon series helpful.

It's big, squashy comforter weather.