I touch the fire, and it freezes me
I look into it, and it's black
Why can't I feel?
My skin should crack and peel
I want the fire back

Last night's party was the social event of my calendar.  This should sum up the shortage of proper calendar events in my life quite nicely.    The party did makes me quite content that I am not currently a part of ( Read more... )

In an attempt to avoid any reflection on what is occuring, I'll try to summarize:

Last Night-
Midnight visitors:  1
Baths:  2
Mistreatment of silken garments: 1
Art lessons: 1
Old wounds: +
New wounds:  1
Games lost:  0
Games won:  0
Last minute rule changes:  *
Morning thefts:  1
Dinner Plans:  Plotting

+Impossible number to track.
*I'm still not keeping up on ( Read more... )