withering gold

through withering gold
the blue sky seems to heighten
autumn’s last death throes

[3:20 PM]
So the WYSIWYG experiment was a disaster. Ah well, what are you going to do, right?

I’m just ready for the weekend already, after a few days here in the office. I don’t know what else to say or do about it, really, besides that. *sigh* I just want to be out of here.

And more snow coming on Thursday night just makes me oh-so glad that I don’t have work on Friday…