Once more my friends, once more...

Your mind can play terrible tricks on you in the midst of a road-trip. The sun-glare coming off everything burns your retina til they scream in anguish. The unchanging hissssss-whhhhhiirrrr of a car at highway speeds bores into your brain, drilling through your skull slowly, slowly, by way of your eardrums. There is nothing to look at--at all--except a landscape of dying grass and autumn-browned foliage whizzing past too quickly to be appreciated.

In short road trips can be described in one word : AAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!

That's all. Oh, also I've got a headache.

*Winces*, Jheti

Again I post.

The day is coming, it is near, the day will soon be here, one day, one day, my cousin shall come to visit! :^D

Soon if I have my way :^)

Been surfing through here and am excruciatingly dissapointed. Everybody else can get their swell backgrounds to work, everybody but me! *Cries*

Ayooah! Wah and salutations unto thee!

Stayed up late talking with Jaz--let's just say I will have another blog up soon, hehehehe...

Wondering what's in the ol' e-mail bin. Probably nothing; nobody really wants to talk lately. Maybe they've just all got work or school or something, no big deal. Tomorrow's Friday anyhow, and as we all know that's when the fun starts.

What am I thinking? Same things I think of every morning: dreams, ElfQuest, coffee, Michael Jackson, e-mail, coffee, more Michael, and more coffee. The essentials in life, LoL ;^)

Actually I'm not a "Billie Jean". Seriously. I don't want to marry him or have his kids or become a member of the "Jackson dynasty" or whatever they're calling it these days. I just want to meet him, shake his hand, get to know what he thinks...and yeah, OK, maybe get my T-shirt autographed or something ;^) I just wish some of his coolness would rub off on me, is all. He is swell :^)

I'm off to Moonwalk thru the daisy field :^D See you on the other side.

Peace and Nachos, Jheti

So my brilliant plan to spruce it up didn't work; ah well. This is good enough; I'll just fiddle with the colors 'til they look better. Meantime, on to the serious stuff...

I have felt restless lately. Like a new butterfly, stretching wet dusty wings and waiting--straining--wanting to be able to fly, to dance with the breeze and the sun. I have felt the rhythm of drums in a land I have never been to and never will, danced with the Wolfriders...

It is of them that I dream--the elves of Wendy and Richard Pini. The one I admire, the one I aspire to, is Skywise. Skywise the immortal, bereft of his wolf-blood, granted the wisdom of the stars, but at the price of his heritage. Skywise the childlike, whom every 'Rider calls "cub" despite his great age. Soul-brother of Cutter Kinseeker, Blood of Ten Chiefs, Leader of the Wolfriders.

Btw, Skywise is male. All my fictional role models are. :^P The only female I will ever look up to is my mother. Period. *End of rant*

Talked with my father--the one living up in DC--about college last nite. He doesn't see why I want to wait until fall, instead of hauling butt to get enrolled in January. I dunno. I can't quite get mad at him, 'cause it's really not his fault he doesn't understand. I just don't see the value of it--my scholarship isn't going to sprout wings and fly away *shrug* and it's not as if I have 5 grand to piss away on going to school right this moment :^P Thirdly, Brits let THEIR kids have a year off. It's really a very trendy, cosmopolitan, "Europe" thing to do.

Then again, foam parties are also a very "Europe" thing to do ;^)

We had a house inspection, they are FINALLY going to fix the hole in our roof. (Item for those of you I may not have told: our roof has a hole in it, a very small one, but it is noticeable, particularly when it rains. The damn thing wouldn't bother me so much if it weren't right near a lighting fixture and thus very close to the wiring in the house...)

My Scottish cousin Jaz and I are making plans, perhaps we shall have up a blog about them *laughing evilly*...

Anyhow I think that about does it for tonight...

Peace out, Jheti

Hey swell :^) A ready-made journalistic thingy. So the template is ugly, big deal :^P Much much much easier than having to do this by hand thru GeoCities every single flippin' time. Mine does look worlds better, tho'. ;^)