Okay. So ( Read more... )

If I die in a horrific accident this evening, I need one of you to stand up and tell my mother that I had a perfectly good reason for the last half-dozen Google searches on my iPhone being variations on "oil based lubricants for anal sex in 15th century England," okay?

(anyone got any suggestions before I just have the boys use olive oil or

Man, to hell with the ukulele. I've just learned the basics of two of my favorite songs in the world on my autoharp. HARPISTS. FOREVER.

(oh all right I will keep up with the ukulele till I get a guitar that I can string to fit my peculiar quirks in chording and strumming but otherwise AUTOHARPS RULE)

Okay, so, here's the thing - I didn't really realize how hard it would be to get my laptop hooked up to the internet while I was in North Carolina ( Read more... )

Having the best time at dance camp. Will proofread and hopefully get a chance to post the next chapter tomorrow. Hate that I've left everyone hanging and somewhat convinced that I'm coming back from hiatus with a slightly lame chapter, but maybe I'm just a terrible self critic ( Read more... )

One: Signed up to SING. In PUBLIC. On a STAGE. For the first time in THREE YEARS.

Heeeeeey stage fright I have not missed you.

As a result of the massive freakout I cannot get into the right headspace to write.

Aw, help me Rhonda. I am a dumb girl.

Brain feels clumsy. Body HURTS. The good hurt and I'll sleep well but even so...ow. Baxter actually had to ask me if I was okay. 'Course I am! I always survive your workshops, dude, even if I wish sometimes I hadn't...:p ( Read more... )