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  <title>Dancing Dreams and Butterfly Kisses</title>
  <subtitle>ramblings of a changeling</subtitle>
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    <email>tataniafeyqueen@gmail.com</email>
    <name>Kelsey</name>
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  <updated>2008-08-03T04:44:34Z</updated>
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    <title>Santa Fe</title>
    <published>2008-08-03T04:44:34Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-03T04:44:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am in Santa Fe right now, for an indefinite period of time. Jobs seem pretty scarce here, but I am hoping to last a year. We'll see. BrazenButterfly.com will be undergoing some changes to accommodate.</content>
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    <title>Graduation</title>
    <published>2008-06-18T18:03:02Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-18T18:03:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am officially a graduate of Western Washington University! Yay! I will be coming back to Seattle in about a week and a half, if anyone wants to catch up.</content>
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    <title>Writing</title>
    <published>2007-06-13T22:55:33Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-13T22:55:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I got published! If you have access to it, I am in this year's InkSpeak. If not, go to my website at www.brazenbutterfly.com to read it. It is titled "Reunion."</content>
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    <title>Finals</title>
    <published>2007-06-13T22:53:53Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-13T22:53:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">two down, 1.5 to go</content>
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    <title>Website</title>
    <published>2007-05-28T04:54:14Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-28T04:54:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have a website now. I am not sure how many of you still read my journal, but if you want my website is at www.brazenbutterfly.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still learning to work with it, so please be patient.</content>
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    <title>New Job</title>
    <published>2007-05-23T01:09:57Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-23T01:09:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am now editor in cheif of jeopardy magazine starting fall quarter. WOW.</content>
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    <title>Big Event!!!</title>
    <published>2007-01-31T00:41:53Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-31T00:41:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Pandora</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Okay, the Sexual Awareness Center is bringing Jay Friedman and his lecture performance "The J-Spot: A Sex Educator Tells All" to Western this Thursday, Feb 1st, at 7:00. It is free with tickets from the PAC box office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How cool is that?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blodeuwedd1:67017</id>
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    <title>Pickles</title>
    <published>2007-01-17T04:43:04Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-17T04:43:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">MMMMMM... Spicy and tangy and crunchy, the cold food of choice at the ren fair. mmmmm...pickles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now that most of you have been scared off, here is the update on the life of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working my ass off, but my classes are rewarding. Studies in YA lit, intro to creative non-fic, and Film and Culture: Anime and Posthumanism. The apartment is a real mess, almost intolerably so, but I do not have the energy to fix it. I need to spend more time at home and less at Tamas' place. I just really like his place, and he doesn't like staying over here. Not much else to report. I hope everyone is doing well. Here is a poem, but don't feel obligated to read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quarrelsome with Aspiration&lt;br /&gt;Or&lt;br /&gt;Dressed Up in Port Townsend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet siblings they were, bound not&lt;br /&gt;By blood but rather by choice followed&lt;br /&gt;By choice, like the beat of breath&lt;br /&gt;Through salt cheeks and fierce teeth&lt;br /&gt;Bared to the each other in thick smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One girl simpers in the soft swells of velvet&lt;br /&gt;Tinged of wine and strawberries. Her neck&lt;br /&gt;A rhinestone bedazzlement, further ensorcelled&lt;br /&gt;By her sequin squinting satin&lt;br /&gt;Sheathed breasts. This splendor&lt;br /&gt;Lingers low over hip, tumbles to caress&lt;br /&gt;Perfectly placed ankles, polished&lt;br /&gt;Toes at right angles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other with lips stretched&lt;br /&gt;Just too pencil thin for glamour, garbed&lt;br /&gt;In a galaxy of black, moons milling about the drape&lt;br /&gt;Of sarong shouldered over skirt.&lt;br /&gt;Sweetly secret beneath the dark peeks&lt;br /&gt;A growing green&lt;br /&gt;Vest crafted with her two hands for just such an outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grappling together, their fingers do no know&lt;br /&gt;Whether to woo or to wrestle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Alanna (Kelsey) Tritt, 2007</content>
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    <title>blodeuwedd1 @ 2006-11-19T21:53:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-20T04:53:22Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-20T04:53:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/catpeople/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Empress&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Beauty, happiness, pleasure, success, luxury, dissipation.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The Empress is associated with Venus, the feminine planet, so it represents, &lt;br /&gt;beauty, charm, pleasure, luxury, and delight. You&amp;nbsp;may&amp;nbsp;be&amp;nbsp;good&amp;nbsp;at&amp;nbsp;home &lt;br /&gt;decorating, art or anything to do with making things beautiful.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The Empress is a creator, be it creation of life, of romance, of art or business. While the Magician is the primal spark, the idea made real, and the High Priestess is the one who gives the idea a form, the Empress is the womb where it gestates and grows till it is ready to be born. This is why her symbol is Venus, goddess of beautiful things as well as love. Even so, the Empress is more Demeter, goddess of abundance, then sensual Venus. She is the giver of Earthly gifts, yet at the same time, she can, in anger withhold, as Demeter did when her daughter, Persephone, was kidnapped. In fury and grief, she kept the Earth barren till her child was returned to her.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>The art meme</title>
    <published>2006-10-26T16:18:53Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-26T16:18:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first five of you to comment on this will receive artwork about you, made for you. I may take a very long time to get it done (between school and work and keeping the apartment clean). Also, I am not a highly trained visual artist, so don't expect a masterpeice. However, I am a writer in training, so you may receive some writing. That is up to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will be the only person with that particular peice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you want, reply and post this in your journal.</content>
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    <title>A quick update</title>
    <published>2006-10-26T04:54:59Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-26T04:54:59Z</updated>
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: #FF0000;" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=114"&gt;'What will your obituary say?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com" style="color: #FF0000;"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good. Buisy, but excellent.</content>
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    <title>blodeuwedd1 @ 2006-10-12T02:24:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-12T02:38:55Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-12T02:38:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I guess I figured should post. I am living in an apartment with my good friend Tina and my cat Bella Donna. Tamas and I are still together. The aparetment is messy, but that is because its inhabitants are so buisy. Between my  job and school, I don't know where my time comes from. The job is really fun. We had a party over here recently where all the volunteers came over and we baked penis cookies and labial cupcakes for the erotic bake sale. I have a great job. I really don't know what else to say. Oh, the writing classes are fun. These are my first. I guess I will post one of the poems for class. Keep in mind it was prompted and not edited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayan Truffle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truffle of deep sea fishes glowing in the abyss.&lt;br /&gt;Truffle of purring fur warmed by the sun.&lt;br /&gt;Truffle with the scent of jasmine and blue corn,&lt;br /&gt;With the scent of fresh rain in the summer as it rises from withered grass,&lt;br /&gt;With the scent of campfires and dancing.&lt;br /&gt;Truffle as secret as life behind strange windows.&lt;br /&gt;Truffle as secret as the love between young siblings&lt;br /&gt;Truffle like the breath of peace after finals.&lt;br /&gt;Truffle whose shell is the gasp after diving into a mountain lake,&lt;br /&gt;Is the promise of licked lips and fiery pupils,&lt;br /&gt;Is the echo of goodbye as friends move away.&lt;br /&gt;Truffle with filling like dancing to silence.&lt;br /&gt;Truffle with the bite of an overeager kitten.&lt;br /&gt;Truffle with the bite of unwanted advice.&lt;br /&gt;Truffle with the sting of bees protecting honey.&lt;br /&gt;Truffle, melting, is shady water on hot feet,&lt;br /&gt;Is muscles in massage,&lt;br /&gt;Is warm blankets on a cold morning&lt;br /&gt;Truffle that lingers like the unquenched hour,&lt;br /&gt;That lingers like coffee between chatty friends,&lt;br /&gt;That lingers like garlic in an empty apartment.&lt;br /&gt;Truffle as essential as a moisture in the rainforest.&lt;br /&gt;Truffle for which I leave like Hermes,&lt;br /&gt;Truffle for which I am departing now.</content>
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    <title>It has been a while</title>
    <published>2006-04-25T05:06:06Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-25T05:06:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hi you all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize it has been ages since I last posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the gist of my life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a beautiful boyfreind named Tamas who is in the CS major at Western&lt;br /&gt;I am getting spoiled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a couple of freinds finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a job starting next fall as the Coordinator of the Sexual Awareness Center at Western&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am enjoying my classes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am experiancing worry about my future as a writer. I am not sure I should be pursuing a degree in creative writing anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking some psych classes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Re-evaluating my past experiances. I hope I can learn to be a better freind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs to you all.</content>
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    <title>My Keys</title>
    <published>2005-12-03T20:08:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-03T20:08:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I FOUND THEM!!!!! YAY!!!</content>
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    <title>oh great.</title>
    <published>2005-12-02T14:58:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-02T14:58:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Last night my keys fell somewhere in the snow. I have an idea where, but I am not certain. It costs 90-119 dollars to replace them, and I only have two days to find them. Really, I should be studying for finals, and this is going to hurt. Anyway, to top it all off, I don't have any gloves for the snow, so looking is a little less efficient, and I might be getting sick. Life is angry right now. Also, it might snow again today, in which case I am screwed. oops.</content>
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    <title>blodeuwedd1 @ 2005-11-18T10:08:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-18T18:09:01Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-18T18:09:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/showpet.php?b=bWM9Y2F0LnN3ZiZjbHI9MHgxYzBjODgmY249YnJhbiZhbj1hbGFubmE="&gt;&lt;img src="http://petimage.bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/petimage/bWM9Y2F0LnN3ZiZjbHI9MHgxYzBjODgmY249YnJhbiZhbj1hbGFubmE=.png" width="250" height="300" border="0" alt="my pet!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>It has been a while</title>
    <published>2005-11-16T23:19:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-16T23:19:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, I thought some of you might be interested. My life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class: going well, I should get through this quarter without too steep a drop in grades. My english class is fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other Activities: I am volunteering at the Sexual Awareness Center here at Western. I am really enjoying it, and an added benifit is that they offer free condoms of all sorts. They also have a really good library. They are bringing a show called "Sex, Cellulite, And Large Farm Equipment" to this school, so I was out doing propaganda for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life Goals: I don't need to change the world. I don't want to. I want to make a few people happier, travel, and live in a cabin in the woods with many pets. I want to create a space for my freinds to come and retreat from their lives for a while. A place of healing, an eden I can extend to others. Like the cabin in Port Townsend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am debating my pursuit of creative writing. I am having a hard time beleiving I will ever be good enough to please myself, or anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, love. I am in love. Honestly and truely. What is more, he is in love with me. I am so happy. He is spoiling me absolutely rotten, and getting away with it. I think even my big sister would approve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which, mi sol, if you email me, I will send you my phone number so we can talk.</content>
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    <title>my life</title>
    <published>2005-10-10T18:07:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-10T18:07:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay, I think I may be going back to seattle this weekend. I hope to. My mom has tickets to the opera, and Mirror Mask is out, and I want to henna my hair and go to the pike place market and see my people. The problem is transportation. I might have to take the train down and the bus back, or something, and it is way expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a paper due tomorrow, and no clue how to start. I also have someone mowing the grass, it the rain, outside my window. All the fumes are seeping into the room. And, as we all know I get headaches from that sort of smell. Oh well. In case you guys couldn't tell, I am not really happy, but that will change once I can sit down and read. I miss reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUGS!!!!</content>
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    <title>Exam Day</title>
    <published>2005-10-07T15:36:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-07T15:36:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay, one down, one to go. I thik I did well, which means I failed miserably. And now, off to the math exam. I HATE TESTS!!!!!</content>
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    <title>Ancient Sumerian Love Poem (Excerpt)</title>
    <published>2005-10-06T02:08:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-06T02:10:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Man of my heart, my beloved man,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your allure is a sweet thing, as sweet as honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lad of my heart, my beloved man,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your allure is a sweet thing, as sweet as honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have captivated me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of my own free will I will come to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, let me flee with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; into the bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have captivated me;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of my own free will I shall come to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lad, let me flee with you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;into the bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, let me do the sweetest things to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My precious sweet, let me bring you honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the bedchamber dripping with honey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let us enjoy over and over your allure, the sweet thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lad, let me do the sweetest things to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My precious sweet, let me bring you honey.</content>
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    <title>Honey</title>
    <published>2005-10-03T02:45:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-03T02:45:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Loreena Mckennitt- Lady of Shalott</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I love honey. It is sweet and golden. It makes my throat feel better, and when spread evenly over the lips makes a very tasty lipstick. It is sticky, but good for the skin, and it smells like roses, lavender, mint, and sex. And jasmine. I think they should sell honey in beautiful bottles, not just bears, because honey is deserving of luxury. It is all the good things about attraction. Even the stickyness serves a purpose, because it reminds you of where it was. I woke up this morning, and everything was still there. It is an amazing feeling, and forced me to admit that my days are connected. And the honey is sitting on my desk right now, and I am about to use it to make my throat feel better. (if I don't talk I don't feel sick at all). I want to mix chili powder and honey in my cooking. It would be good. Okay, enough rambling. I think I am going to write a story about honey tonight.</content>
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    <title>blodeuwedd1 @ 2005-09-21T06:50:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-21T13:51:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-21T13:51:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Seduction Style: Au Natural&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/au-natural.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You rank up there with your seduction skills, though you might not know it.&lt;br /&gt;That's because you're a natural at seduction. You don't realize your power!&lt;br /&gt;The root of your natural seduction power: your innocence and optimism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the type of person who happily plays around and creates a unique little world.&lt;br /&gt;Little do you know that your personal paradise is so appealing that it sucks people in.&lt;br /&gt;You find joy in everything - so is it any surprise that people find joy in you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bring back the inner child in everyone you meet with your sincere and spontaneous ways.&lt;br /&gt;Your childlike (but not childish) behavior also inspires others to care for you.&lt;br /&gt;As a result, those who you befriend and date tend to be incredibly loyal to you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Seducer Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Ugh</title>
    <published>2005-09-07T00:45:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-07T00:45:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, on top of the wisdom teeth, I am now ill. fun.</content>
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    <title>so...</title>
    <published>2005-09-05T23:28:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-05T23:28:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay, I got my lower two wisdom teeth out. And I am hurting less today. So, yeah. don't really know why I posted. Leaving in less than two weeks. I am heading up to college on the 17th.</content>
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    <title>What now?</title>
    <published>2005-08-19T16:54:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-19T16:54:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dead Can Dance</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Wow. Almost everything I was looking forward to this summer is over. And college is looming on the horizon. I am 18, I had my crazy bellydancer party, and I went out for almost the whole night (as far as I am concerned). I learned a lot in the process too. Now I don't really know what to do with myself. I guess I will continue packing. We are possibly getting a dog today. I am glad. I am finding myself wishing I wasn't leaving. But at the same time, Western should be great. In the winter I can take an introduction to religions class and a Mythology class, if they aren't full. I hope they won't be. I have always wanted to take classes like that, and now I finally have the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night ranks amung the best nights of my life. Honestly. It is right up there with the gypsy party, a couple times when my parents were out of town, and a few mindboggeling sleepovers involving my dragon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I think I have grown up a lot this summer.</content>
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