Phantasmal Goats & Gargantuan Larvae. Ew.

"If we shadows have offended,
Think but this, and all is mended,
That you have but slumber'd here
While these visions did appear.
And this weak and idle theme,
No more yielding, but a dream,
Gentles, do not reprehend;
If you pardon, we will mend.
And, as I am an honest Puck,
If we have unearnéd luck,
Now to 'scape the serpent's tongue,
We will make amends ere long:
Else the Puck a liar call.
So good night unto you all.
Give me your hands, if we be friends,
And Robin shall restore amends."

-A Midsummer Night's Dream. Act V, scene ii.

I doubt I'll be able to make this post very long... for I have a headache, as large and monstrous as a... destructive goat. Hey, goats can be pretty fierce. They eat anything you know. ANYTHING. Plus those creepy eyes.



Updates... um... I've been thoroughly enjoying my slavery to schoolwork. I think it's reproducing right under my chin. There's always more than the day before.(rhyme) BUT, it'll be subsiding pretty soon... not soon enough, but still. Summer will be /quite/ the holiday... I'll hopefully have a job, my license in July, and maybe (if I get lucky) a nice old pick-up truck for me to wreck up. :) Cannnnnn't wait.

So, we were supposed to have a new moon last night, but it WASN'T THERE. I stood outside for a half hour, walking around barefoot looking for it. Which I must say must've looked really retarded. But I was disappointed anyway... so I just went back inside and ate some pie.

I started going through ALL my old writing last night. Correcting spelling, fragments, and switching some stuff around. I got through part ONE of one story by 12:30 am, not because of errors, but because it was 84 pages long! Hahaha :P I dunno what was wrong with my mind, but I enjoyed the story... part two tonight... :-/
So now all I have is about 37 separate stories left to go over; all with 40+ pages and annoying little ideas that'll seep back in my head. Yay, more fuel for the fire! (heavy sarcasm)

Josiah: I had an extremely weird dream about you last night... Both our parents and us were at this camp in the woods, and they wouldn't let us leave. But I can't remember why were even there... The people there made us hunt for mushrooms and caterpillars that looked like this:



Like I said; it was weird. O.o

Nathan: We need to get you a nickname. Any ideas anyone?

Livy: If you're reading this, send me a little one of your hilarious PM's, will you? I need it right now... or whenever you read this, if you do. Which I hope you do, because without you dear, I am quite Livyless and crestfallen. :(

Well well well, I've made this a decently long post, haven't I?
My comrades rejoice!!! (That it's finally over.)