Two hundred and eight pages.

Two hundred and eight pages. That’s how long my fan fic is. Two hundred and eight pages. That’s just nuts. No wonder it’s taken me two years to write the ruddy thing. 🙂 I’m actually pretty proud of it, despite it being a fan fic. I think it...

You know, I’m really rather

You know, I’m really rather sad that casting’s done on ‘Good Omens’. (It’s a quirky book by Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman about the end of the world. And, it’s a comedy. Imagine that.) Terry Gilliam’s been in the process of...

I think I finished my

I think I finished my fan fic. It feels… weird. It’s an ending that, from what I can tell, I actually like. I’m waiting until tomorrow to actually proclaim it finished. I want Sujit to read it, I want to reread it, I still need to title the last two...

I’ve got a really bad

I’ve got a really bad headache. I don’t think I’m hungry, so that’s not it. Not thirsty. Oh, wait, I didn’t get enough sleep, that’s probably what it is. I have to get up at 8:00 for church, which I really don’t think is nice...

Phew. I just spent the

Phew. I just spent the day driving all over the place, and shopping. My mom and I drove my brother Steven out into the boonies of northern Virginia so he could go to some girl’s birthday party, then we went to an outlet mall in Leesburg. I really needed walking...

“You talk of pale primroses,

“You talk of pale primroses, Of frail and fragrant posies, The cowslip and the cuckoo-flower that scent the spring-time lea. But give to me the heather, The honey-scented heather, The glowing gipsy heather– That is the flower for me! You love the garden...