That’s a shame.


The college has gotten my goat again, if there was any goat left to be gotten. This time, the library didn’t have even one (1) out of three (3) books recommended for research for an essay worth 15% of my final grade, due this Friday. Fantastic!

All I do is laugh.

I dreamed this morning that I was in a small hotel room full of bees. I think I bit one. I woke up thinking I should eat a steak a day, and dreading writing an essay for which there are no sources. I also had a song I made up in my head.

Dan, every time I saw Axe today, I thought of Corner Gas. Thanks, bud.

About Nikki

I've been writing since I was in kindergarten where I Crayola-markered an epic tale of a tiger and a balloon on a stack of lined papers folded into a booklet and stapled along the edge (carefully, and by my teacher). I love DIY, sewing, folksy music, animals and getting out to look at and listen to nature.
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