In between the dark and the light

That sodding Squishpuppy has managed to damage himself again... a small cut on one of his hind toes this time. Am I going to have to get booties for the little spotted fucker? He's also rather swollen where the stitches were, and I'm not sure yet if that's just scar tissue or if there's something going wrong with it - it's not hot, it's not getting bigger and it's not bothering him, so it's probably nothing to worry about.

While we were at the park, the one-armed lady with the Cavalier King Charles Spaniel (I've never known either of their names) came through without her Cavalier... I've never, ever seen her without her dog before and I'd heard all about his heart problems, so I wasn't surprised to learn he'd died on Sunday. She was completely unstrung, crying on my shoulder in the park - I did the best I could, but there's nothing for it but time, really. She is planning on getting another dog as soon as she can, and looking at rescues, which is something... He was a lovely little dog, tricoloured and cheerful - he was only about ten as well, but apparently Cavaliers are prone to heart problems.

I looked at my Black Pack racing in elliptical circles, glossy, grinning, hard, fast and healthy, with a mixture of gratitude and foreboding... I can just about picture the future grizzled elder-statesman Squish if I really strain, but I can't even begin to impose tiredness or age on the Captain - my brain can't encompass anything that could dim that fire.

Then again, vampires don't age, do they?

I posted Brinkmanship 1 at cardassian_lust yesterday, which seemed like an appropriate place for it. No one's commented on it so far... I'm unreasonably terrified that they'll hate it, or worse, ignore it...


</td><td valign="top">You are a geek liaison, which means you go both ways. You can hang out with normal people or you can hang out with geeks which means you often have geeks as friends and/or have a job where you have to mediate between geeks and normal people. This is an important role and one of which you should be proud. In fact, you can make a good deal of money as a translator.

Normal: Tell our geek we need him to work this weekend.

You [to Geek]: We need more than that, Scotty. You'll have to stay until you can squeeze more outta them engines!

Geek [to You]: I'm givin' her all she's got, Captain, but we need more dilithium crystals!

You [to Normal]: He wants to know if he gets overtime.

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You are 46% geek

Take the Polygeek Quiz at Thudfactor.com

No good memes on my friends list for days - faith_of_borg must be busy with her writing - so I found this one rummaging through the journals of childfree community members...