Not sure why I'm doing this christmas stocking thing, I really don't know anyone.

( my xmas stocking )

I know the answer to that question now. The question he keeps refusing to answer ( Read more... )

Leading him through the portal, Eirelynn steps out onto a still and silent beach. In the distance there is a building half hidden by the trees, only the top floor visible. But it is easily forgotten next to the purity and the peace of the land, the ocean. The sand is white, cool under their feet, and she immediately bends down and takes off her ( Read more... )

Where is it? I've looked everywhere, and I know I brought it home from work. it's not in the bedroom, not in the closet, not stuffed under the couch. Dammit, what did I do with my hat?

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After much hemming and hawwing, Eirelynn was ready. She lifted her chin, tying the large straw hat on her head with a pink ribbon. The ribbon's twin was already on her head and pulling her hair back in a soft pony tail, the ends trailing down her back. Eire rolled her eyes at the reflection in the mirror. Too late, her hair was already starting ( Read more... )

What's a couple hours of sleep lost, right? Apparently everything. I can't seem to do anything right today. And I cut my run back by nearly ten minutes, I just said 'screw it' and came back to the house. No swimming, no diving, just a superfast run that was more of a sprint and that's it. And I have to iron out this sundress again, should have ( Read more... )

Closing the closet door with a sigh, Eirelynn flopped down on her bed and hugged her pillow close as she looked up at the skylight to the gathering clouds. Cute? What the hell is cute anyhow? I don't own anything cute. Cute isn't even part of my vocabulary. Cute. Eesh.. With a sigh she gathered up her jacket and her purse to go check out some ( Read more... )

She stared at the rows of cards, trying to find one that fit. There just didn't seem to be a 'thank you for letting me use your house and your surgical instrument' card anywhere. So in disgust she left the store and went back to the house with her newly developed photos in hand ( Read more... )

I got the pieces out of my palm and my thumb, least all I could find. It hurt like an SOB and a few small pieces of what looked like metal came out of the wounds. Still I guess I wasn't two much of a wuss, I didn't scream (teared up though, man did I tear up). Where the hell I got into metal and all I have no clue, but my hand is feeling a LOT ( Read more... )