quotes of the day:
megs: { lol.... i was gonna ask if the unadulterated rage was you or not }
megs: jamming a fork into someone realli isnt your style

i should hope it isn't mi style...and if that's the perception that people get...tsktsktsk. more subtle forms of deadly are mi preference. after all, despite various statistical studies showing that men use poison more often, poison is considered the 'womyn's tool.' hemlock and cyanide in sparkling cider...mm, now, that's a pretty, pretty thought.

note: that voice of unadulterated rage was not mine. i have no desire to shove a fork into any human's body (the body of defenseless vegetables, on the other hand...). too messy. and it would hurt them physically. slapping is different (unless, of course, one is wearing rings with protruberances or brass knuckles).

love to mi illuminating stars.

random quote for today: heard in the Edge during 6th period lunch. From the mumble of people talking, a scream of unadulterated rage emerged: "I HATE HIM!! I'M GONNA SHOVE A FORK INTO HIM!!"

go figure.

hjcl elections results
president: Sheena Reddy
vice-president: Anita Mazloom
historian: Gabby DeMers
secretary: Ivan Osokine
treasurer: Shaun Mohan

YEAH! CASL ARE ALL JCL OFFICERS! WE ROCK! props to anita and sheena and lizbeth, mi ASL! :)

im a little wind-up toy to be wound up, set down on the floor, and poked this way and that as i trundle across the finished wood.

hmm...both of issues regarding friends have been solved...more or less...well, the major problems, not the issues (there's still issues left. there'll always be issues left. that's human nature, no?). all i can do is take a deep breath, yell, "once more into the breach, dear friends, once more!" in the manner of henry iv, and leap forward, hoping that my jumping companion won't let go of mi hand.* i'm dreaming. i'm having my dreams.

i love yalls...especially mi angels, and even mi demon.


*not that i mind it, that's not what i'm trying to say. quite the contrary. i'm looking forward to this, i'm enjoying it--well, not too sure about that, but i'm breathless and hoping.

song of the day: And So It Goes, by billy joel.

In every heart there is a room
A sanctuary safe and strong
To heal the wounds from lovers past
Until a new one comes along

I spoke to you in cautious tones
You answered me with no pretense
And still I feel I said too much
My silence is my self defense

And every time I've held a rose
It seems I only felt the thorns
And so it goes, and so it goes
And so will you soon I suppose

But if my silence made you leave
Then that would be my worst mistake
So I will share this room with you
And you can have this heart to break

And this is why my eyes are closed
It's just as well for all I've seen
And so it goes, and so it goes
And you're the only one who knows

So I would choose to be with you
That's if the choice were mine to make
But you can make decisions too
And you can have this heart to break

And so it goes, and so it goes
And you're the only one who knows

cool song. mm. it's mother's day today.

what i learned today

once the cookies in the oven start smelling good, that means they're burning
mi driveway dries amazingly quickly (well, i learned that yesterday)