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Wednesday, March 5, 2008

International Quilt Show

My mom is teaching a class at the International Quilt Show this summer! She's also having a virtual studio, but she had one last year so I'm not quite as dazzled. I wish I could go with her, but the cost is ridiculous for someone who isn't actually earning the money herself (mainly me). Oh well. I have nothing more to say about that.

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

Super Tuesday

So yesterday was 'Super Tuesday'. I'm glad that Hillary is still ahead, but I would be happy with either her or Sen. Obama. I'm really relieved that McCain is ahead in the GOP, Romney and Huckabee terrify me - especially Huckabee. If one of them becomes president I'm moving to Canada - which right now has a lot more freedom than us. Ah Canada, the land of the free where homosexual marriage is legal and marijuana laws are not enforced. Hell, it's legal to go topless in Canada! I was on the NPR music website and discovered this awesome artist named Roddy Woomble. I'm glad that he is on Yahoo! Music Jukebox, because his music is very pretty. It is snowing o_O, but it's likely to turn into rain soon (Global warming in action). I don't have much else to say - my cat, Trixie, is yelling at me to feed her so I'm going to go now.
-CadyJP

Monday, January 28, 2008

Winter

The cold of winter could never match that of my glacial soul. The frostbite that stops me from feeling anything at all. What other explanation is there? The algor is killing me, it must be. Even my dreams are brumal. If I ignite a coruscating flame upon tomorrow's relic will I be able to feel again?
-CadyJP

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

I Don't Know What to Say...

I don't know what I should say, or maybe I do - I'm not sure. I was sick this morning so I slept until I was back to how I should have been all along, but I wasn't - or maybe I was. My school had a snow day so my sister, Chelsea, was home. So I took a shower, and then saw my psychologist. We talked about trying to connect how I feel with how I act. She believes that my separation from who I really am might be causing my hallucinations. That the people are there to bring me back to myself, but I suspect something quite more.....sinister. On a different note, my attempts to contact Casey Calvert have failed so far, but I haven't been doing everything I could be so I will continue to try. I'm entirely indecisive about whether I believe necromancy is wrong. Of course you are an uninterested bystander, am I right? You could care less about contacting the dead, correct? Oh well, it doesn't matter.....it was never worth it anyway, I don't deserve to be here - so why should you care about me? Which is EXACTLY why you don't! This is worthless...
CadyJP