I was going to write a poem here ( Read more... )

You Are a Cougar
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Sometimes, you just have a really, really good day. Today was one of those days. In fact, last week was one of those days.

It's good to know that the storm's being ridden out when you get a flash of the clear, blue, beautiful sky up ahead.

Ursula emailed me. Actually, has a few times in the past week or two. My responses have been short, for the most part, and not really worth writing home about, so to speak. When she emailed me last night, I intended for my response to be the same as all the others in nature, but it sort of grew. And what it grew into, I think, belongs here as much ( Read more... )

I thought this appropriate. I didn't include it with the above email, though I thought very seriously about doing so. I think not nearly enough people actually pay attention to its lyrics, and the message that they convey. People take it as a love song, and that it's a compliment in the lyrics. It's not, really. It's a song about someone coming to ( Read more... )

There's a Fine, Fine Line
Avenue Q Soundtrack.

Kate MonsterThere's a fine, fine line ( Read more... )

I debated whether or not to put this here, as it's not really something that pertains directly to me, but a few people here know her and ought to be aware ( Read more... )

The house is quiet again. Ian flew out this morning, on his way back to Afghanistan.

At least there were three snow days to prevent class from getting in the way of hanging out.

Tonight, I received confirmation on something.

The avenue ahead is wide open, and there is nothing to stop me from making it happen.

Now, all I need is a salvage yard to work with and to do more testing.

It is a beautiful thing.

I should have slept a long, long time ago. My body says it's tired, but it shakes every time I try to move. Everything's going at once ( Read more... )