Wow, it's been a while since I posted on here. There are a couple life milestones coming up, though, and I thought I may as well ramble about my life for a moment ( Read more... )

Well it is 2010, so I suppose I may as well do a State of the Bootler at some point. This is not that. This is me playing with ( Read more... )

There was a little blurby thing on Psychology Today today with a few quotes about father-daughter relationships. They made me smile, so I'm posting them here just so I have them somewhere ( Read more... )

Originally posted by Jamie, voila my response to the role-playing character quiz ( Read more... )

Well, it's the beginning of the school year. Which, although I'm not going to school (outside of one class which I will discuss momentarily), is usually a time when I return to my "self-improvement" cycle. I've actually made a few steps towards an improved Bootler, and I am now going to record them ( Read more... )

Incredibly bored at work today. So Fweeh helped me out, and gave me topic to turn into a random scene! Which I am now posting. Enjoy!

Topic: one person in a room; there is a box on the table that wasn't there a blink ago.

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Check it out, I'm posting! Altho I'm cheating, and doing a meme post. This is from the "5 words" meme, and the words were given to me by pyat quite a while ago. Still, better eventually than never...

WolfWell, let's see. Looking around the room I am currently seated in I can count... 6 wolf items. Seven if you count a picture of me with my mask ( Read more... )

One of these days I'll do an actual post with information in it. Today, however, is not that day. Instead I'm jumping on the meme wagon. So follow the links to see how awesome and/or slightly less than awesome I am...

Oh, also:

You Are a Lynx
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Due to the excessive badgering of suppishld I am making a post! Something I meant to post anyway, here you go ( Read more... )

Ah, the Santa Clause Parade. Everyone loves a parade, right? Even when it's all but freezing, everyone enjoys the spectacle. The gaudy floats, the shriners in their little cars, the marching bands ( Read more... )