Whew...and a correction...
May. 2nd, 2011 11:55 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
msfledermausI'm never really happy about anybody having to die...but there's a sweeping feeling of relief here at the Jade Mines. No gloating, no air-punching, no yelling. Just quiet, complex relief...
More later, off to hack up a lung and go back to workies...
(Edit--I reckon I should have put in *who* I was relieved about. Since Riotdork asked, it was indeed a cow-irker...and a funny one, really. I could swear, I'd seen him around somewhere, maybe on a reality TV show or something. He always looked at us all very strangely, and he always complained about this really long commute, and would scream things like,"Die American Scum!" at our meetings. A very odd man. Who knew things would come to such a pass? I mean, I'm as shocked as the next person...okay, maybe not actually that shocked...)
More later, off to hack up a lung and go back to workies...
(Edit--I reckon I should have put in *who* I was relieved about. Since Riotdork asked, it was indeed a cow-irker...and a funny one, really. I could swear, I'd seen him around somewhere, maybe on a reality TV show or something. He always looked at us all very strangely, and he always complained about this really long commute, and would scream things like,"Die American Scum!" at our meetings. A very odd man. Who knew things would come to such a pass? I mean, I'm as shocked as the next person...okay, maybe not actually that shocked...)
