Please do not touch my cornflakes.

So even though its been a million years since my last post, brent's threat that someone might actually find their way here has scared me into trying to update it. It may or may not turn out to be a feeble attempt. I'm also thinking of trying to work on my website so that I have a place to post some of the stuff I'm trying to write. I know Brent was all 'blah blah blah' about my problems with writing and I'm not sure what I think about that. But I guess I can try sharing what I do a bit to see what kind of response I can get for it. So I may.

In other news: today I was sorta sick, one of the courses that I thought would be intellectually awesome ended up stinking up my day so I might have to drop it and my job is very unffulfilling. But I had help cheering up and I know everything will work itself out eventually. If it doesn't i guess I will have to go to plan B which is the Emu farm. (Or was it a llama farm? I can never remember. It's not a very well thought out plan.)

All my love, and goodnight,
Erica.