Gotta kick at the darkness 'till it bleeds daylight.

I am in the sort of mood where I want to kick and scream and generally rearrange the universe's face because it is being mean (and when I say mean, I mean a right bastard) to my friends and I can't for the life of me take the bullets for them because these are bullets I can't jump in front of, no matter how much I want to (and oh, I want to.)

It makes me feel very useless. I'm just not big enough to shield everyone the way I want to, and a smile-umbrella won't work this time, no matter how much I try to make them laugh. I hope they know that I'll hold them up, instead, because I can and will do that.

It sucks wanting to protect people and not being able to.

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Hm.

I am feeling the Need to make an icon of one of my "self as a Puzzle Pirate" portraits. I can't decide which of them. They're all here: http://viridian.puzzlepirates.com/yoweb/gallery/index.wm?pirate=Framling&itemid=11034484

Some of the pictures have other pirates in them; I'm the one with the straight brown hair and vaguely pink skin, generally dressed in something suitably swashbuckly with Big Floppy Hat. (Or, in two cases, a bandana with face mask. Those were Hallowe'en ones.)

Anyone got any favourites?

PS. I know the captions are screwy, the server seems to have eaten them.

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Silly thing, really. I have an IM program open, with a screen all ready to talk to someone - all I'd have to do is type something and hit enter - and that's enough.

I don't really need to talk. I just need to know that I could if I wanted to.

Oh. And I'm okay. Six people have asked me if I'm okay over the last two days. Yes. Yes I am. Really. I'm pissed off because some of my friends AREN'T okay and I can't fix it, but that's not the same thing as me not being okay, really. I can be Not Okay later.