neon epiphany

Things may not continue.

forty days, passion plays, malaise, malaise, malaise.

Hopefully by tomorrow there’ll be power at the house again. In the meantime, thanking my lucky stars that three 50-foot tall cedars chose not to fall through my roof (tho, unfortunately, this was not true in the neighbors’ case).

In light of that, smug PSE dancing lady is blackening my mood, as she struts across a dance floor utterly devoid of updates (not to say the least mention) of the sitch, twenty-plus hours in.

Sigh.

Entschuldigen, anyone have any experience ordering music from Germany?