Reblog if you support Maggie Smith becoming immortal.
Obviously, this was intended to be posted on the Kalends of January. Then we had another New Year, but I forgot about that, too. We supposedly had another one in March, but I let that slip again. Luckily, the Mestizo calendar gods have given me a fourth chance to do this today, the 2nd of April, not too far from another ancient New Year.
I know you don’t normally do resolutions–and…
One second, they’re sitting across you in the jeepney. Next thing you know, they’re lying on the ground, fighting for their lives. The sight stained my eyes. The sound haunted my ears. My heart had broken into many pieces. How quickly things change in a matter of seconds.
Flowers for the couple
They weren’t my friends. I didn’t know them in any meaningful way. They were just a random couple…
This is embarrassing. Between January 1st and today, my only post has been about horny, fruitarian werewolves. It sounds like a good time to be grateful today. (I know, that sounded so cheesy, but whatever.)
So, today, I am thankful for:
In celebration of many good things that have come our way, and more to come still, our House was happy to host a prasad of sweets and greens to our beloved spirits three Sundays ago. You are what you eat, they say, and boy, did we eat auspicious things!
To the right stands Hermês (aptly appearing through an iPad) and a bunch of auspiciously named sweets.
To the left are Asklêpios, Athêna, and…
When I talked about saying goodbye to the nymphs and wights of my hometown, I didn’t mean for good. I mean, even if I am starting a new life in Maple Country soon, that doesn’t mean I can’t come to visit every now and then. I mean, who wouldn’t want to see all this again?
Alas, soon enough, I won’t be seeing the “lush, abundant greenery” anymore. The landlord has decided that it was to the best…