By Emily Dickinson
I send two Sunsets—
Day and I in competition ran,
I finished two, and several stars,
While He was making one.
His own is ampler—
But, as I was saying to a friend,
Mine is the more convenient
To carry in the hand.
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Once again I am way behind on everything, this time because I was talking to Adam about prom and school drama stuff while watching Van Helsing with Cheryl (yep, still a terrible screenplay no matter how good Hugh and Dave look) and posting a review of Deep Space Nine's "Sacrifice of Angels".
My day earlier consisted of working and folding laundry and having dinner with my parents (and trying unsuccessfully to watch tonight's Graham Norton episode which won't air in the US for another two weeks, bah). But I got to have dinner with my parents and to see three bunnies, plus lots of new local flowers:
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