You are a GRAMMAR GOD!


If your mission in life is not already to
preserve the English tongue, it should be.
Congratulations and thank you!


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So, now that that's out of the way, lets talk for a moment about exams... they're over. 'Nuff said.

What, did you say something about apartments! I need one. I think I found one. 14th and P. Above the Mid City Market. 15 foot ceilings. The windows are taller than I am.

Oh, and I got mentioned in the GOP USA newsletter and the Huntington News. Go read and then look here. The pink shirt was actually one for Planned Parenthood, and the sign I attached to the boy's staff said "77% of those legislating your reproductive rights are men. 100% of them can't get pregnant. Then I put a sign in the mom and the dad's hand. I only held the boy scout's hand for like a minute. Lovely yellow journalism.

Booyakasha.

It gets darker in Colonial Beach than it does in Washington. I get taken aback by its quiet intrusion on my car. My dashboard panel is brighter, the potential deer not clearly illuminated by a lamp post every 30 feet. Its easier to feel alone in the dark. Its easier to be afraid to cry out someone's name, because you know they can't hear you.

Maybe that makes it harder.

I wish Emily weren't dead.


(and I still have like 20 pounds to lose... why do I want such a small body?)