She joins Vexol the Redeemer, Margo, and Frances. I hope that they get along with one another.

Twos left on the east coast guys!!

It's a little nerve wrecking but mostly I'm psyched.

I want to do something with friends before I go away but I have no idea what.

Anybody have any ideas?

howdy killoggs, and happy birthday. just wanted to say hello, and comment on a couple of things.

america is fucking noisy, and the news channels all say different things.

i will be in st. louis for a couple weeks, starting tomorrow. anybody know of anything fun to do besides go up the arch?

i get to go to a renassaince festival there. now THAT is wicked.

i will not ever participate in killoggs secret santa again. this is the second year in a row i have gotten jacked even as i sent out neat-o gifts. (but i love you anyway!)

i am moving to new orleans. the apartment i might get is CRUCIAL. you can come and play with me starting in june, but only if you will help me paint. not really. but please do come and play!!

my sister breckany is a big nerd.

mardi gras was kick ass. i was soooooo happy to see ben and his purty gal.

my hair is blue and tangly again.

i hope evan is not mad at me for disappearing for awhile. please tell the bike i am sorry.

i am not going to europe anymore... the trip has been postponed due to technical brain difficulties on my part.

i hope everybody has a very shiny day.

that is all.

yesterday i tried to make this post a journal entry, but it looks weird over there. also, it had such a downer tone, i couldn't stand it. front ideas, front consciousness, front page!

the big city weekend was fun and relaxing. i met a dizzying three killoggs heads! evan and michelle were loving hosts, albeit busy bees. there was something about their dishrack that was so awesome, and their cat, too, despite a lazy distaste for me (me, friend to cats!). kiche was knowledgeable about beautiful community gardens and a nicely dark bar with a big open front, populated by men who could have just crawled up out of the sea. i saw the statue of liberty from a distance, and i realized how lovely the idea of an off-shore monument is. are there any more?

i discovered in a visceral way josh's poor sense of direction. its so cute, how he goes off in some nutty way, so confident! i'm going to buy him a compass.

a couple hours into being home, i discovered i'd been fired. i suppose it isnt important why, and any talk about it is useless now, so i'm looking towards a future of solar winds and bright nebulae, world-studded creamy spirals and mysterious propulsions. forward, outward!

on the physical plane, i'll surely search through jobs no one on killoggs can relate to.

i am going back to school in less than a month. i'm not a complete waste of life, if i can still learn.

so my journey into beyond begins. i'll shower with the all-one, and rake my mind's unruly ocean city into an austere zen garden. also i'm going to buy some new shoes, or a nice new slip, because i deserve it, all that i deal with. a birthday present, for my dearest taurus, maybe! my life surely is open without the threat of employment, and i am pleased with that, at least.

My ten-year-old nephew, Tristan, has once again wowed me with his good livin'-and-lovin'-
I invite all of you to check out his musical project, Tristan, Tristan, and Tristan.

Tristan, Tristan, and Tristan - Funky Thingymajig
Tristan, Tristan, and Tristan - Hoozie Hoozie Hoozie