I'd love to write to all of you right now. I have so many thoughts that Crowley will most definately not appreciate! But no, must save my typing muscles for "contact zones" essay. Even when I love the ideas, she always finds a way to kill it! I bet she's a witch with magical epiphany-killing ray. Which she got by dancing naked in the woods... * ( Read more... )

So I recently received a complaint about how I'm never on here anymore. As you can see, I am. Whether I write or not, I read your entries and enjoy them! I'm just so damned sick of writing! Essays, notes, petitions, journal entries, stories... you name it. Some of it you may one day read, but it needs a lot of work first. My novel, that is. It's ( Read more... )

To the citizens of the United States of America, in the light of your failure to elect a competent President of the USA and thus to govern yourselves, we hereby give notice of the revocation of your independence, effective today ( Read more... )

Ah, back to High School. Nothing's really changed, just insignificant details. I'll describe the ones that separate my life from yours ( Read more... )

Hi Sequimites. First, if you wrote me, you have my eternal love and apologies for not replying. It was wonderful to laugh at inside jokes while surrounded by strangers ( Read more... )

Our Angel had her baby last night... a sorrel filly called Conundrum because of everything she's put us through. She had a twin brother, still born. It's a miracle she's alive and she's smaller than our dog. Weighs maybe ten pounds. Mum's sleeping at the stable tonight to help Connie nurse every two hours. Angel's a first time mum and Connie's so ( Read more... )

This is for Hillary, in awe.

I watched everyone get all emotional today, the last school day of the seniors. Like everyone, I hugged and said I'd miss and wished luck. It was just a little awkward because I didn't feel like I meant it. I was just going through the motions. I'm no good at goodbyes. Honestly, the ramifications of the day didn't hit until just now ( Read more... )

In case you haven't heard, I'm leaving you all for three months. As of June 17th, I will be Councilor in Training with a new name and home at Camp Firwood. Snail Mail is pretty much the only way to keep in touch. I'm certain ALL of you will want to write me this summer, so here's the address ( Read more... )

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