Sage is gone.

I might have mentioned that Sage and Jessa were my inspirations to start an on-line journal. Now Sage is gone, and Jessa is kinda gone too.

Gabby of Turns Into Stone has the text of Sage's message to the Turtle Mumbles list in today's entry, so I won't repeat it here.

I remember when John Wayne died. Well, no, it's not quite the same thing. He was dead, Sage isn't. Sage has a long life of writing ahead of her, but we won't get to read it for free anymore. And... let's not discount the possibility that she'll be back. It's been known to happen before. Jessa is back (kinda). Larissa is back... there are several others. Tracy Lee is still gone, though.

I was up all night last night, after sleeping all day yesterday. I finally got to sleep about 09:00 and Karen woke me up gently about 12:00, so I hope that my sleep pattern is sufficiently adjusted so that I can enjoy these few days off with Karen.

Karen just came up from the basement and said, "Good News! The basement is flooded!" which sure as hell doesn't sound like good news to me... her sense of humor is just as warped as mine is sometimes.

With all of this depressing stuff going on, I don't really feel like writing. What I feel like is going back to bed... but I won't do that either. I've got some paperwork to do, then down to mop up the basement...