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For my own personal reference, I shaved today.
This is also a really cool song.
Much thanks to Mel for exposing me to Angie.

Eleven Days Remain

Today was kinda non-descript. Got up, went to class, stopped by Farid's Office where I talked with D and Joe about the Competition tomorrow - we have to meet infront of Hannan Hall at 7:00am! That's not cool. But it should be a fun time - D and Joe are cool guys, and I think David is going to drive us, which is better than trying to take the Metro down.

Work was OK. I had forgotten my books in my room (and hadn't been back) so I didn't have any reading to do. I put some more thought towards my paper (a good thing, as it's due on Tuesday), and now all I really need is some way to open it, and it's pretty much written (just gotta type it out). After that, I spent most of my time practicing my creative writing (there were NO visitors today).

Got home, had dinner, showered, and got to talk to Mina and Christina on AIM. That was cool, and I got a few (very few) answers about the Dining, and though she only really got, what I consider, cookie-answers (like "Here's a cookie, kid. Shuddap.") she does seem to agree with me on the issues. I'm afraid that, being the messenger, she felt a little attacked, but that wasn't my intent, and I told her as much.

Then I ran into our old friend (and mostly non-poster) NJ, and played her in a game of Magic through Apprentice (a glorified Tabletop over the internet). At first it was giving me weird error messages, but I did some-unknown-thing and it started working again. I've been playing with some Onslaught decks I built, and it's been a lot of fun - sadly, I don't think his decks have been shuffling out very well, though I am very afraid of what that 'Creature-less' one might have done if the situation were different.

Anyways, like I said, I did a lot of writing today, and I'm actually happy with how most of it came out - just short, disconnected scenes, but they were alright. I'm really kinda antsy to put them up on here, but I'm afraid if I dropped them en masse that they'd lose what little impact they have. SO, I'll probably post one up every day for the next week or so, and see what you think. Any comment at all (even inane ones) would be appreciated.

The Huntress

She weaved through the trees, swiftly, silently. Her breath clouded infront of her in the cool evening air, and her fur glistened with the dew. The sights and sounds of the forest invigorated her, and she caught the scent of her prey. The beast fled, and she gave chase, her muscles singing. A touch on her hand brought her back to the present, back to the gray audience chamber lined with guards. Back to the cushioned throne and the creme-colored dress. Back to the stuffy courtiers and the grovelling peasents. And back to him. Her ears went flat against her head and her muscles tensed. She resisted the urge to unsheathe her claws. With a sidelong glance at her, he nodded to the Chamberlain, who then announced their departure. They left, flanked by guards, through the back hallway. "You are tense." He said as they walked. "You have imprisoned me," she answered, staring straight ahead. "I have been caged." "Hardly," he responded offhandedly. "I have given you everything. Any girl would wish to be what you have become." "You have made me something I am not!" "I have made you mine." Their footsteps rang hollow.