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You scored as Simon Tam. The Doctor. You have a gift for healing that goes beyond education. You took an oath to do no harm, even when your patients have tried to kill you. You are out of place where you are, being used to refined society. However, if you take that stick out of your arse you should be fine. Simon Tam 75% Kaylee (Kaywinnet Lee) Frye 69% The Operative 63% Capt. Mal Reynolds 50% Hoban 'Wash' Washburne 50% Zoe Alleyne Washburne 50% Inara Serra 38% River Tam 31% Shepherd Derrial Book 31% Jayne Cobb 6% Which Serenity character are you? created with QuizFarm.com

Pacific Tree Frogs like to eat a variety of bugs, including crickets, flies and spiders, though they aren't fond of larger beetles that can bite their lips. Courting males have a high pitched ribbit that is often heard as the classic Hollywood "woods at night" sound effect. Pacific Tree Frogs tend not to climb as much or high as most tree frogs, usually not going more than two feet up into vegetation.

What kind of Frog are you?

Right now, I am happy.
Happy.

Even the word happy seems happy to me right now.

The week has been good and bad.

But I'm happy.

Our speaker at IV the past two weeks: Travis Prinzi.  Wow.
Check this out: http://restingplace.typepad.com

Christian Harry Potter fans across the globe rejoice!

hmm...Harry.  Harry looks a lot like another word...

...which I may or may not be right now.



So, I'm working on another short story which stemmed from another dream I had.  The problem is I can't foresee the end, which means it may take me a while to get there.  I don't want it to be entirely long.  It may have to be more closely tied to my dream than I originally expected.

                                                                                             Happy.

Yes, that's me:  Happy, and slightly off-center.

I'm taking ballroom dance this winter.

And ASL 1

With like 1/2 my friends.

Literally.

And I do mean "like."

Did I mention Happy?

The Sage Tree

time:
ever spent, easily wasted.

This poem was written in winter quarter 2005.  I just found it in a notebook today.  Here it is, slightly modified from its original version.

Bates Study Center

Alone with that bitter plastic taste--
Chewing the end of a blue-inc pen
Pretending productivity
Free vending machine coffee.
Can it get any better?
Warm hands, burnt tongue,
And a Styrofoam smile.



I guess it's just another "alone in the crowd" poem.  I seem to write that kind of thing a lot.

new things:

- a look, kind of
- friend
- sink, soon
- pinochle player (who may or may not be Chris)

My soul collided with my mind today.
Heart in hand, for a moment.
Then pumping it falls
To the worn, brown carpet.
The whisp of dust
Settles.

Chance is the power of 42 black dimples and two polished, white plastic cubes.
Power is their florescent glare.
And the winner laughs.

All the pieces go back in the box.