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Clive Barker uses the term Darkling and he spoke to me about it on Twitter earlier.

Clive Barker.

Clive...
Barker.

::dies::

Clive: Hello,young darkling.
Me: I've never heard anyone else other than myself use the word 'darkling.' ::boggle::
Clive: Yeah? I save it for important friends.
Me: I do too. The ultimate term of endearment... I'm fairly gobsmacked here. *in bliss*

I'm still gobsmacked. Can life get any stranger?

An hour here, and hour there

I fell asleep writing a little earlier, slept for about an hour sitting straight up. Woke up feeling like I'd been struck by a freight train. And now here I am writing here, thinking about Pink Floyd. So they're my theme over on Blip.fm this morning. Yesterday it was a bit more festive, as I featured a series of Klezmer tunes to get whomever was listening to jumping early in the morning. Absolutely will "On the Turning away" be featured. That song just makes me ache. I may have to add that to my fic playlist. I wish I had "Shine on You Crazy Diamond," but iTunes won't let you buy just that one song. You have to buy the whole album and I don't have the fundage. Boo on them.

This insomnia thing is really getting on my nerves. It'd be nice to sleep more than five hours at a time, and this grabbing of an hour here and there by my body without my realising it is quite disconcerting. It's like having lost time. What really irks me is that I drank some very strong coffee pretty late in the evening with the intention of writing all night. I knew that I was going to have insomnia. Your body can just tell you these things. So I figured I'd fuel the ailment and take advantage of it. Instead, however, the body kept fading out of consciousness, even with the caffeine overload. Sometimes, I feel I can't win for losing.

Aunt Tudi and I have some errands to run later on this morning. Again, I'm overloading on caffeine so I won't be a menace on the road. I want to go and get it done and get back home before the thunderstorms start. We're due for a rough day and I'd prefer to be at home instead of on the road if a bad one comes along. I have to say that's one thing I like about the South ~ the thunderstorm. If I'd had my druthers, I would have become a storm chaser.

Okay, I'm off to write on this thing before my body decides to act the fool again.

Just got in...

Had to run some errands today, doctor-related crap. Still trying to get all my medical records from the bevy of doctors who have treated me and it's like pulling eye teeth. GAH! Anyway, I went by the big PO today and in the box was a really cool, sweet card (not like the one in the icon...) from popfiend. It made me smile a lot, which was cool. So thanks, you big lug of a Jedi dude! You made this put-out Sith a little less irksome today.

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This is the first part of a first draft, so don't expect much. I'm posting it because I wanna.

( on the prowl )