"When someone shows you who they are, believe them." ~ Maya Angelou"What are you doing, can I help?" I murmured, softly pulled from sleep by the man who was quietly getting ready to leave for work. It was the day before my birthday. He had been very careful, but the sound of a suitcase zipper had been enough to wake me. He chuckled and sat down on ( Read more... )

Before I offer the rather wildly satisfying anecdote that I want to write about, I need this caveat: there's a persistent rumour-myth that claims "Jhayne knows everybody" that is patently untrue. There are thousands upon thousands of dazzling people I have never met and will never and, though I find this sad in the same abstract way that birthdays ( Read more... )

I'm celebrating by playing a vampire game where you wander around a chessboard city trying to find humans to eat. It's sort of a depressing sort of celebration. The house is too hot, there's no-one-line to chat with, my e-mail has been completely replied to - even the ones I've been slightly avoiding ( Read more... )