The first song on my Mp3 player is "Wonder Why We Ever Go Home." Invariably, it becomes the first song that I hear in airports, on trips, and when I'm just needing to escape reality a bit. I find it remarkably beautiful and amazingly uplifting.

But it was the first song I heard as I walked to the gate to slip out of Atlanta last night.

tesinth called it ( Read more... )

Desert Magic was a weekend I wished would never end.

Yes, that sounds familiar. People talk about festivals like that all the time. It's common and I've read it in many people's journals. But this is the first time I have ever realized less than half-way through a festival that I didn't want it to end.

You see, to me, festivals end That's what ( Read more... )

Yes, I am back, safe and sound, from Desert Magic.

Now, I have to write up the entry about it.

And I've read through my entire backlog of friends' posts (all 400 some of them).

Anyone got any pictures of the crazy shadow-puppets?

*snickers*

So what did I do this weekend?

I saw some old friends and met some new ones. I got to hang out in the hot tub, naked with hotties. I added a few rumours to the mill. I had the most killer slumber party ever (sans axe-murderers). I spent more than one workshop sitting between two beautiful women. I was not sat on by m3ch, but he did threaten to when I ( Read more... )