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The Long Silence Broken
Two years. Two long years.
I have conquered community college, and moved onto university at last. I'm studying anthropology, hoping to develop and cultivate a career in that field. That, or merely write. J. Michael Strazcinsky has a degree in psychology and sociology, after all. Point is, I don't know what I want to do, but I know where to go.
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Not Again...
In the words of Mickey Mouse from Naruto: The Abridged Series: "Oh ho! Hey guys, looks like you sucked it up ( Read more... ) -
Denial This!
You know you've spent too much time on the Internet when one of your friend's assertions that you're gay drives you into a homicidal rage. It's just something I've had to deal with ever since I was little, the most disturbing episode being when an older boy from my school HIT ON ME. Guhhh ( Read more... ) -
Something New
A little something to cope with the writer’s block. My first Kingdom Hearts fic. Sora/Alice pairing if you want it to be. Frankly I like crack pairings for Sora (aside from yaoi ones), so I decided to add my own. Enjoy!
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“…I have answered three questions, and that is enough,'
Said his father; `don't give yourself airs!
Do you think ( Read more... ) -
I still Live!
Yes, I'm alive! And things have changed a lot! But I still live! Woo! -
Back to School Soon...
I have my astronomy final tonight, and then later this week I'm off with my dad and brother to Georgia, to get my brother settled at UGA. After that, back home for a roadtrip to Idaho, so I may not be able to contact you guys for a while ( Read more... ) -
Lottery: At Least I'm Helping Save the Whales... Or something like that
I won seventy dollars with two one dollar lottery tickets today. I should have just left it at that, but nooo... I had to try and win more. So I spent all the $70 on more lottery tickets... And lost all my money without making more.
The moral of the story, kids? Lottery is just a tax for people who are bad at math. In my case, a tax for someone who ( Read more... ) -
Zoological, Chapter Nine
I’m going to sing the doom song now! Doom doomy doom doom doom… (has forgotten how the rest goes). Curses!
Anise winced as the flowers Ben had been carrying burst into flames. With a ragged sigh, the nurse on duty in the hospital room grabbed a well-used fire extinguisher and blasted the flowers with a short, fire-choking puff.
“Please ( Read more... )
