It's been a few months since the Opium Den came down, and my feelings about it not being there vary. Sometimes I almost feel apathy ("Whatever - my life is far away anyway"), sometimes I feel the sting of its absence along with some rationalization ("Sure it sucks, but it was really time and we're inarguably better off without it"), sometimes I feel unadulterated regret ("fuck."). Right now, at this moment, I'm about to take an advanced engineering class final exam, I have reports and papers due, and work-related stuff is a pain.
And I am so fucking pissed that it's gone.
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A Musty Basement Room of a Blog (This began as a requirement for part of an environmental psychology class)
Well the ship has sailed and all that . . . or rather, sunk. The Room is a soul-less husk and my thoughts and magic are dispersed. But every sad baseless vagrant needs a coping mechanism - so the blog charts a straight course, for now.
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