The sun sinks silently behind the clouds until the sky turns the red of life's blood.
This journal will be about nothing, probably...
A Change in Colors
Fall's here, and the trees are changing. It's starting to get cold and sometimes wet and unpleasant.
I just felt like posting about something in my journal, really. I haven't posted since July. I usually end up talking about my marketplace exploits, too.
What else is there to talk about, after all?
Yesterday I got into a slight debate a gal who's trying to get the ISD updated, running a thread called the Gaian Item Project. Well, more than that. She was completely against repeat suggestions, but she wanted people to make suggestions in this other thread she had in SF that was basically advertising the main GIP thread. (Oh, found the thread in question.)