Well, that was weird.

[centerspire]

So, we went to dinner. Mike didn't have much to say. Matt and I made a little conversation. I paid because they've been feeding me, and have paid the last few times I've been out with them. I know I'm saying this a lot, but IDEK. Let's move on.

abigail89 tagged me:

1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the next 4-7 sentences on your LJ along with these instructions.
5. Don't you dare dig for that "cool" or "intellectual" book in your closet! I know you were thinking about it! Just pick up whatever is closest (unless it's too troublesome to reach and is really heavy. Then go back to step 1).
6. Tag five people.

The closest book to me was the last one I finished, The Battle of the Labyrinth, Book Four of Percy Jackson and the Olympians.

Then last year Apollo said something about the old god Helios disappearing and leaving him with the duties of the sun god. I'd never thought about it too much, but now, looking at Briares, I realized how terrible it would be to be so old - thousands and thousands of years old - and totally alone.

"I must go," Briares said.

"Kronos's army will invade camp," Tyson said. "We need help."

Briares hung his head. "I cannot, Cyclops."

I don't want to tag anybody. Please consider yourself tagged if you would like to participate.

Comments

[thalialunacy.livejournal.com]

:SENDS YOU PRETTY DAN & CASEY: :AND LOADS OF LOVE:

[centerspire.livejournal.com]

:AM DEAD OF EXCESSIVE PRETTY IN YOUR ICON HOLY CRAP AND I LOVE YOU TOO:

It wasn't bad, just awkward.

[thalialunacy.livejournal.com]

Right?! I can't watch that scene without seriously slashy thoughts anymore. LE SIGH. XB

Mmm, tasty awkwardness. Well, for lack of badness, I am indeed glad. Remember what the Monty Python boys always said. ;)

[awamiba.livejournal.com]

The Wild Hunt by Jane Yolen (illustrated by Francisco Mora)

"You know his name," Jerold said, wondering.
"He's my dog," said Gerund. "Of Course I know his name." He put his mittened hands on the stone bars, heedless of the burning.

"He is my dog now," came a low voice. "Mully." And then there was a great cracking sound, like a whip. The boys looked up. Towering above them was a horned man.

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The funny thing is, I have no idea why that one's on this shelf. I thought I'd have to grab Nick's old "Electric Circuits" book which normally lives there. Hmm.

[abigail89.livejournal.com]

It's about damn time you joined jim_and_bones. Where ya been hiding, honey?

Ooh, have you found a place to live?

[centerspire.livejournal.com]

IKR? Since this post, my mom and her friend came to visit me in Florida, and a day after they left, I flew to Rochester for my goddaughter's birthday. So, very busy!

I haven't found a place yet, but I have been doing some looking. Finding a place isn't high priority just yet.

[abigail89.livejournal.com]

*hugs* Missed you. It's been epic.

[centerspire.livejournal.com]

So I hear from JR. She's a reputable influencer.