Sirocco

so rj's dead. muthafucker. the whole of the 1990s (well practically) following the events in randland and now the creator himself has passed on. i haven't gone back to my wot series for a while now, but hearing about it... you could've FINISHED THE GODDAMN 12th BOOK!!! FUCK!!! um... i don't know how to explain what i'm feeling really, but this feels like a whole section, timeline type thing of my life has now very definitely moved into the category of the 'past'. you want to know about robert jordan, move to subsection 'yesterdays'. there are... things, events, people... that fall into this section now. stuff i'd forgotten or people i haven't been in touch with or songs i haven't heard in a while... like 'ordinary world' or hanging out with vidisha munim. it's a postcard now, not the still-tangible taste of yesterday's dessert. not that i had any, it's just a metaphor, really. and pterry has alzheimer's. oh man, oh