Was a weird day, full of portents. Helki was sick. The bank was showing that horrible scene in the nature documentary about the polar bear swimming into death. The guys at the Ed's Surplus were talking about killing otters. Lost my ebay auction for a netbook. I bought mochi ice cream and painted orcs. Ok, the last bit isn't very portentious. But overall, geeze, I feel bad that I am waiting this long to go to Karanambu. I'm not sure if the 'feeling like I'm going to be too late' is worse than the "feeling like I'm not needed, or wanted" which I've lived with the past two years.

No, on typing, it's definitely not worse.