Rumors of my demise have been greatly exaggerated.

I am getting old! WHICH IS FINE, except I'm starting to worry that all I do is young [girl] stuff and not mature adult stuff, like having a mortgage, or owning more than one pair of nice pants.

The world has no room for cowards. We must all be ready somehow to toil, to suffer, to die. And yours is not the less noble because no drum beats before you when you go out into your daily battlefields, and no crowds shout about your coming when you return from your daily victory or defeat.
--Robert Louis Stevenson

You sound like a catatonic wookie!

--Agnes

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Jackie: Someone's coming here, someone you don't like.
Roseanne: That could be anybody.

--"Roseanne"

I read some of the most wonderful poetry today.

A BirthdayMy heart is like a singing bird ( Read more... )

( Poem )

And happy birthday to highlearn, who just walked uphill in the bitter cold to give me...

One Perfect RoseA single flow'r he sent me, since we met ( Read more... )

I am slowly going crazy 123456 switch!
Crazy going slowly am I 654321 switch!

I am slowly going crazy 123456 switch!
Crazy going slowly am I 654321 switch!

I am slowly going crazy 123456 switch!
Crazy going slowly am I 654321 switch!

(repeat until listener is insane)

Argh. I have to write a 10-page psych. paper by Thursday. It's not hard, just a different kind of paper than I'm used to.

( One Art )