Seriously. I want one. I'll be your sugar mama for a week and treat you to all the sights of Wyoming: prairie dogs, bison gettin' their freak on, women wearing mullets, art students vs. wrestlers and hicks wearing Tommy Hilfiger. Any takers? Anyone?

Today, autumn has landed. It is colder than a witch's... icebox and the air fairly sings with the ( Read more... )

Nekarai-chan, I can't seem to access my e-mail; the site says the server is too busy. If you sent me a message I haven't been able to get to it. Sorry muchly.

It feels a lot like it's moving toward All Hallows tonight. The moon is sailing "like a ghostly galleon tossed upon the cloudy seas," and the air is just this side of cold. There was an eerie ( Read more... )

Today Sarah and I went out to the northern border of the bench, just this side of Wyoming. If we had walked another two hundred yards we would have passed unseen into Montana. The light was brittle at noonday and a warm wind blew. The wind was constant enough to cool our pale skins but dry enough to crack our lips. We would pause in the desert to ( Read more... )

My monitor's about to go the way of the dodo, so my online moments will be spotty. Gomen.

School is going as well as can be expected. I am already disliking algebra, mainly because the teacher is far too chirpy at eight o' clock in the morning.  Hebrew will be a wonderful class, because I enjoy the subject and it's taught by Doug N., the best ( Read more... )

There are sometimes when I think America really does die. Robbing the corpse of a city that you call home is worse than being a worm in a carcass. All I can think of is Bourbon Street and the death of jazz. The death of ghosts, history. The bones have floated in the river despite all of the efforts at grandeur. Memorials.

College opened on Monday ( Read more... )

I was going to write this huge long entry about innunendos and euphanisms. It was going to be informative and witty, but I forgot it all. Meh. Now you know how I feel this evening, and am suffering from a random depression. (Sarah is moving in however, so maybe I'll force myself out of the doldrums.) At any rate, I can comfort myself with some nekarai - ( Read more... )

I bought two of my four school books today, and I already had the fifth. Nintey dollars. *whimper* Of course, either I'll try and sell the damn things back at the end of the semester and they've changed the syllabus, or they'll have a new edition. Not that it makes much of a difference: the $180 art history book I sold back for $21. D'oh! Now I get ( Read more... )

One of our vision therapy patients died, aged fifteen. I have always had difficulty with the fact that life can just stop. I spoke to her last only two and a half weeks ago. Aged... fifteen.

I have felt oddly out and half in my body. She died in a brutal car accident, one of my phobias. This girl feels like a large part of me suddenly, her smiling ( Read more... )

I cannot believe it -I was happy to get back to Wyoming after returning from the sensory training. Rather, I was not glad of Wyoming, but happy to be in my little bungalow with all of my plants and animals. I have my tea, I have my music, and I have my books. Bliss.

Good news: Sarah is moving in on Thursday and we are very excited about it. My ( Read more... )

And I'm spent.

*collapses*