Maybe I remembered this because of the conversation a few days back with Drox, in which I complained of never remembering dreams. Hopefully, this is not simply an exception ( Read more... )

I dislike being cold, but the cold itself isn’t all so bad. I was walking home, and there was that odd effect where you’re walking, and it just gets foggier and foggier. I thought that would make sense if I was walking downhill into a low valley or something, not Fairmont the Ferocious, destroyer of all hills. I had this impulse to throw my head ( Read more... )

In a Past Life...


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Your Heart Is Purple
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Name: Christianna Hannegan ( Read more... )

Not much on my plate at the moment. I'm thinking I'll ask my parent's friend, a law professor, if I can job shadow him. Maybe I could even do it over our days off around Thanksgiving. I wonder what days Willamette has off... probably a lot ( Read more... )

I may or may not have undergone a right of passage. I drove to Portland... obviously with my father. We spent many hours at the Lloyd center... I got lots of pretty new clothes, and then I drove partway back ( Read more... )

Your Daddy Is Patrick Stewart
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Today was one of those days when I feel just all out stupid. I couldn't get anything right at my harp lesson, despite vigorous practicing all this week. My tone quality was mediochor when I concentrated, worse when I forgot. Every chord I played was either weak on the middle notes, or had a wierd wrist rotation. There was a bit of thumbnail in ( Read more... )

Cheers to jokes about superheroes ( Read more... )