On Guard!

I’ma goin’ to the States, ‘gain. =O

NaNoWriMo has Begun!

Whoever came up with an idea like writing an insane amount of words in a crazy-short period of time needs to go jump in a lake.

 

Or a swamp, even. I think it’s just that horrible. :noway:

 

*traipses off to another part of the continent*

Turn and Fight, Coward!

whattttt.

I’m pretty sure the art of keeping up with blogs is lost on me. Or maybe it’s that my life never stays exactly the same long enough to actually get a word in edgewise. Either way, I suppose it matters not. No one reads these, anyway. =O

I’m not going to bother telling you which country I’m in. It’ll change within the week, anyway, in all probability. :noway:

I went to another doctor. Pfft. She’s what, number 4? Anyway, she thinks she knows what’s wrong with me. ‘S’all mental, I tell you. But being a mental patient isn’t really as exciting as it sounds, so don’t go getting any ideas. My mother left, yesterday. I’ll be following, after my bajillion pounds of pills arrive in the mail.

What’s this? Cherith? Exaggerating and complaining about doctors and pills?! cough. What can I say? It’s a special talent of mine.

You say let it go
You say let it go
You say life is waiting for the ones who lose control
You say you will be everything I need
You said if I lose my life it’s then I’ll find my soul
You say let it go

-Tenth Avenue North

It’s a legitimate question. What’s it going to take for Him to save our souls? Surrender is a hard concept to grasp. ‘The prize of surrender is revelation.  Most want revelation.  Few want to surrender.’

Which is why I’ll be in Mexico until further notice. I obviously still have some learning to do. \:D/

Don’t worry. I’ll get it someday. *sage nod*