It's Well We Cannot Hear The Screams

A Small And Sinister Snow Seems To Be Coming Down Relentlessly At Present. The Radio Says It Is Eventually Going To Be Sleet And Rain, But I Don't Think So; I Think It Is Just Going To Go On And On, Coming Down, Until The Whole World...etc. It Has That Look.

What Is, Is, And What Might Have Been Could Never Have Existed.

...my Least Favorite Actress Of All Time, Helena Bonham Carter. I Find Her Lack Of A Neck Very Off-putting And Especially Her Acting.

Mr Earbrass Stands On The Terrace At Twilight. It Is Bleak; It Is Cold; And The Virtue Has Gone Out Of Everything. Words Drift Through His Mind: Anguish Turnips Conjunctions Illness Defeat String Parties No Parties Urns Desuetude Disaffection Claws Loss Trebizond Napkins Shame Stones Distance Fever Antipodes Mush Glaciers Incoherence Labels Miasma Amputation Tides Deceit Mourning Elsewards.

God Knows, There's Enough To Worry About Without Worrying About Worrying About Things.