Under a Funeral Moon

Time: 11:30am
Mood: Dour
Pain: 6-7 (tail, shoulders)

Granny D left this morning on the airport shuttle, ending her two-week visit with Kristi, Ben, and me. Dropped her off at IMU, and went back to work from home. Feeling pretty depressed right now, but it's a beautiful, sunny day, and I enjoyed the visit so much, it'd be a shame not to just feel good for once.

Ben's team lost its second baseball game to Northside Exchange (NSexchange?), but that ain't no big deal. We'll meet them again in the playoffs, or if not them, the Eades (sp?)  Dentistry team.

To cheer myself up, I fight darkness with darkness, and work to Darkthrone's Under a Funeral Moon.

The dragon rises before me
I'll fornicate the beast
Possess me as I burn
Into your painted realms
 ~ Crossing the Triangle of Flames

That's, like, the most innocuous lyric I could find to share! Everything else is either in Norwegian or a "fist in the face of God" (~To Walk the Infernal Fields).