The Blue Lines Are Hurting My Eyes

[yew_tree]

It has been a while, lovies, and though I have no topic already predisposed to speak on, I still feel it my duty to write something.

....So Sylvia is finished.

In this case, it was work mirroring life. 
With the deadline closing in on me and a panic attack and sleepless night boring sandily behind my eyes, it was as if I was no longer a spectator to

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[plethora__]

In other words, I was living my thesis.

Dear Lord, boy, it looks like you need a hug! (Or a kiss? I'll say no more. For now.)

so if the fantasy of Ms. Rocco reading through these attempts at something worthwhile which Beth and I share are actually anywhere near reality, I would now like to beg mercy to her learned soul.
The fantasy of Heather reading through LiveJournal? Um... I never have *that* fantasy. ::sheepish smile::

Okay, fine. Make that "always." But can you imagine how amazingly powerful/inspiring a comment from hrocco would be? :sigh:

[plethora__]

I know who we should enter for this!

(Sorry about the double-commentage.)