I met Guinevere and Arthur for dinner the other night with Lancelot. Maybe it sounds silly to anyone who isn't here, but I really believe the spirits of Guin, Arthur and Lance are in the new friends I've made here. We went on a picnic the next day and once again we were able to see the Lady in the Lake. It makes Lance so happy to see his mother ( Read more... )

What have I done? No, really, what the hell have I done? I've screwed up my life, and I should probably try and run back to Boston and pick up the pieces. I don't want too. I don't want to go back there and beg Ryan to forgive me for breaking off our engagement. I don't want to go to the dean of admissions at Harvard and beg to be let back into ( Read more... )