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Hullo, flist.

I hope everyone had a nice weekend.

My weekend was fun. Charles came to visit. We did the usual stuff we do together: play video games, watch TV and movies, and the last couple episodes of Supernatural (he doesn't have cable at his place, so he watches them on his laptop.

In addition to the usual brain-numbing activities we usually do, we also got outside a couple times. It was beautiful here this weekend, warm and sunny. On Saturday, we drove to the park and walked along the bike path a little way, then out onto the soccer field, where we threw Summer's ball for her. We had left the water in the car, so by the time we headed back (after laying on the grass for a while) she was tired and thirsty and a little mutinous. We were about 15 feet from the car before she said, "FUCK ALL Y'ALL" and laid down in the grass, so I brought her the water and let her rest a couple minutes.

That afternoon, while I was doing homework, I heard tinkling bell sounds outside. Summer started walking around, looking at me, sniffing under the door, and whimpering. I looked out the window and saw my neighbor Christina on the sidewalk, playing with her two ferrets. They were wearing harnesses, and one harness has bells on it, thus the noise.

Summer's met the ferrets before but she's pretty fascinated with them so we all went out to say hi. We sat outside with Christina for a while in the sun and pet the ferrets.

Ferrets stink!

Then yesterday, Christina came over with her ferrets AND a baby, the daughter of one of her coworkers. She asked if we wanted to go for a walk. I declined, because I was trying to do homework.

About ten minutes later, I decided that a walk actually sounded pretty nice, so I knocked on her door and we all piled in the car and went back to the park. It was about 70 degrees yesterday, so we spread a couple blankets in some shade and took off our shoes and just sat there for a while. Charley threw the ball for Sum while Christina and I played with the baby, who was happy and gurgly and so chubby.

After we returned to the apartment and the baby had a nap, Christina brought her over again for a while.

Then Charley and I got ready to go. I took him all the way into Portland yesterday because I had been invited over to my friend Cam's house.

In high school, we were the drama kids, and most of my guy friends (Cam especially) were fascinated with making movies. As a result, I had the chance in high school to be in several movies (for classes, mostly). Yesterday, Cam, Rob, Ian and I (all high school friends with whom I only recently reconnected) did some commentaries on those movies at Cam's house. It may sound a little silly but it was really fun. I didn't even remember participating in some of them, but as we watched the film, more and more of it came back to me.

My biggest role was as Pearl in The Scarlet Letter that we did for sophomore(?) English. I was...not a great actor. To say the least. But it was fun to see all that again, see people in the background that I haven't seen in a decade. And it was nice to hang out with the guys again.

If anyone is interested, my friends' film websites are:

Ouchmouth's YouTube account

I don't think any of the movies I was involved in are available on these sites, though you can see me briefly at the beginning of the following trailer for "Ungodly Brain of Doom." I'm in a blue sweatshirt, sleeping on a desk.

The guys haven't been making many movies lately, but I hope when they start up again they'll give me a call, because we really had a great time in high school.

If you decide to look through their websites (CAMP AND GORE IS THEIR THING), have fun. Some of the audio tracks have been removed from the YouTube account for copyright reasons (oops!). I recommend "Pitch" on a3o (it's the only one I've watched on there so far) and "A Time Visitor's Guide" on the Ouchmouth account.
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Ricky Gervais and Elmo
I'm not entirely sure what's going on in this video, but I love Ricky Gervais and, after this video, I think I might be on my way to loving Elmo as well.

And this one, I stole from [livejournal.com profile] chowyunsmut on my flist:
Mow the Lawn
You'll have to click the link for this one. Probably not so safe for work...
Never feel untidy...just spruce up your Aphrodite!



Mar. 28th, 2009 10:28 am
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Consider this your validation, guys. You...are great. And you all have beautiful eyes.

It's pretty long but it's worth it.
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Charles and I went to the coast today! We stopped at the Tillamook Cheese factory and were able to walk through the facility and watch the cheese manufacturing floor down below. SO MUCH CHEESE!

We bought a few baggies of cheese curds and some ice cream cones. I got butter pecan and Chaz got the Tillamook mudslide, which is some sort of pure chocolate concoction of deliciousness.

We then drove to Rockaway beach and splashed along the surf aways, then headed home. On the way, we were listening to music and chatting, then all of a sudden Chaz said, "Hey, Burma-Shave! Did you see the Burma-Shave sign??"

So of course, I had to turn around and go back. There were five small red signs in a row, and on them was written,

"He saw the train

He tried to duck it

He kicked the gas

And then the bucket.


Awesome. And it's almost time for my lasagna to come out of the oven, so talk to all y'all later!
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If I ever have kids, I want them to be British.

Charlie Bit Me

I know this video's been around for a while, but it's just so freaking cute (and evil at the same time). My favorite part is Charlie's chuckle.
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Last night around 5 my smoke alarm started chirping. You know, the noise it makes when it thinks it's running out of batteries? Yeah, that. Every 30 seconds or so..."chirp." "chirp." "chirp." It's annoying and it was driving the dog crazy.

The reason it was so annoying is because I can't reach the smoke alarm. It's on the wall right underneath my vaulted ceiling, which is about 12 feet up. I can't even get close to it if I stand on a chair.

Since my building manager is often in her office until 6 or 7 on weekdays, I put Sum in her leash and we walked over.

I had forgotten that, on Fridays, she's only in her office until noon. I filled out a maintenance slip and put it through the mail slot, resigned to living with the chirping until Monday.

Oddly, the chirping doesn't seem to be regular. It was at first, definitely. Every 30 seconds. Then, after a couple hours, I realized it hadn't chirped in about 15 minutes. Of course, soon after I thought that, it started up its every 30 seconds thing again. For about an hour. Then it started doing it once every 10 minutes or so.

I wasn't really looking forward to trying to sleep with that going on, but we went into the bedroom early last night and closed the door (which we usually don't do). Summer was still sort of freaking out every once in a while, pacing, looking for the beeping ninja and staring at me with her ears back and a look of bewilderment in her eyes.

Around 10:30, I realized there was no more beeping. Summer was curled up on the floor, sleeping soundly, and I decided to put my book aside and fall asleep as well.

At 2am, I was awakened. Not by a beeping, but by something that sounded like slapping and gulping.

It was Summer, violently and constantly licking her nose. She'd stick out her tongue and slap it across her nostrils, making a popping noise. She did it again and again, while standing my bed, panting. Her ears were tucked back but her tail started wagging when she saw me open my eyes, even if my first words were less than comforting: "WHAT? Dammit, really? Seriously??"

I reacted thus because that's what Summer does when she's not feeling well and wants to go outside and eat grass. It usually means she's trying to keep from throwing up.

I stumbled out of bed and put on some pants and a wool shirt, pulled on my down coat and stuck her in her harness, grumbling the whole while. When Sum gets like that, there's nothing to do but let her eat grass. I know it's not really good to let dogs eat grass, but it seems to help her settle her stomach when she gets like that.

We went downstairs and she immediately went at the lawn like a hungry sheep, pulling up tufts of greenery and licking her nose in between. After about 3 minutes, I made her come upstairs.

I tried to get her to drink some water, but she kept going back to the door and staring at it, then looking at me with big eyes. Then she'd lick her nose again. "Mom, this is the noise you have to look forward to if you don't take me out again."

I'm probably a sucker, but I took her back outside. That time we walked around the building, and she was munching on grass the entire way. When we finally got back inside, I crawled back in bed and she stood beside me. She was still licking her nose, but not constantly, so I knew she was feeling better. I ignored her and eventually she lay down on the floor and I heard her sigh. Her nose-slaps were becoming fewer and fewer.

This morning, I woke up to a chirping sound. Summer was sleeping next to me in bed, but she raised her head and looked around; the ninja was back! It chirped a couple more times and then stopped. We fell back asleep.

A couple hours later, we woke up again. The alarm beeped once, then stopped. It hasn't made a sound since, but I'm not expecting it to hold its silence forever. I'm sort of tired, not because I didn't get enough sleep (I overslept way more than is usual for me today!) but because it was interrupted. I'm spending the day trying to do homework. I forgot just how much I dislike homework! This will definitely take more getting used to!

Summer is fine this morning. She ate her dog food with no trouble, drank some water, and has been alternately napping and bugging me to go play with her. My little angel.
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Stole this from [livejournal.com profile] slammerkinbabe. It could be this is an exercise in futility since most of you already know what I look like. *shrugs* But if you feel like giving it a shot, go ahead.

It's inevitable that as we read each other's journals we create mental pictures of each other. Post this on your own journal to find out who your friends see when they read about your life.

Two Rules:
1) The person must be in the movies or on TV (but doesn't have to be an actor/actress). The person can be specific to a role or character or just the person.
2) Post a picture.

And like [livejournal.com profile] slammerkinbabe, I don't really care if you go for someone in the movies or just think I look like your next door neighbor, or a picture of someone you saw on Google. For her, I went to Corbis image search and just looked at random images of blond people until I found one that looked as I imagine her. But then, I have no idea what she looks like in real life anyway.
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First entry in a while and it's a meme. Go figure.

Empire Magazine has revealed its list of the 50 Greatest TV Shows ever:

1. Bold the shows you watch/used to watch.
2. Italic the shows you've seen at least one episode of.
3. Post your answers.

50. Quantum Leap
49. Prison Break
48. Veronica Mars
47. Star Trek: Deep Space Nine
46. Sex & The City
45. Farscape
44. Cracker
43. Star Trek
42. Only Food and Horses
41. Band of Brothers
40. Life on Mars
39. Monty Python's Flying Circus
38. Curb Your Enthusiasm
37. Star Trek: The Next Generation
36. Father Ted
35. Alias
34. Frasier
33. CSI: Las Vegas
32. Babylon 5
31. Deadwood
30. Dexter
29. ER
28. Fawlty Towers
27. Six Feet Under
26. Red Dwarf
25. Futurama
24. Twin Peaks
23. The Office
22. The Shield
21. Angel
20. Blackadder
19. Scrubs
18. Arrested Development
17. South Park
16. Doctor Who
15. Heroes
14. Firefly
13. Battlestar Galactica
12. Family Guy
11. Seinfeld
10. Spaced
09. The X-Files
08. The Wire
07. Friends
06. 24
05. Lost
04. The West Wing
03. The Sopranos
02. Buffy the Vampire Slayer
01. The Simpsons

Like Tric, I apparently watch too much TV, but it's due in large part to the fact that I like to have noise in the background while I do other things. And most of these are ones I don't watch any more.


Jan. 20th, 2009 02:41 pm
kokopellinelli: (Sibling Wonderment)
It's...nice. It's nice to feel happy to be an American again.

I know you've probably all seen this by now.
kokopellinelli: (I will rule the world!)
I haven't posted in a while and I don't have much to say even now. I just wanted to tell you all

kokopellinelli: (Abandon All Hope)
Okay, I have a blemish. This in itself wouldn't be news, except I'm not entirely certain this blemish is a zit. I don't know what else it could be, though.

It's between my upper lip and my left nostril. I thought it was a pimple at first, one of those really deep ones that hurts. But it's been around for more than a week now and it hasn't done anything! It doesn't even hurt anymore. It's just a red bump. I've been putting pimple cream on it and it hasn't come to a head or anything.

My second thought was that it was a cold sore, but it doesn't feel like one. I put some cold sore gel on it, just in case. Nothing.

Anyway, I'm getting sort of annoyed. It needs to either come to a head or gtf off my face.

Anyone have any ideas as to what this could be? Really stubborn zit? Tumor? Egg sac?

Let me know.
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I had another action-film dream last night.

What I remember isn't much, but I was on a plane that was actually more like a boat. It had a deck on the back part and people were up and moving around. We were flying over the Port of Valdez (which seemed much bigger than usual). I wasn't working on the plane, but for some reason I was helping out.

Anyway, we were flying along blithely, on a beautiful day. I was out on the deck with a few other people, gazing behind us toward the mountains. There was another plane flying in front of the mountains, perpendicular to our course, several miles away. All of a sudden, it started shooting flames from the back end and went into a dive, eventually crashing into the water. I started to run back inside, to tell the pilot/captain of our plane that we had to call the authorities, but when I turned toward the front of the plane, I realized that we were about 5 seconds away from crashing into a building!

I didn't really think, I just spun and sprinted to the back end of the deck, and as the plane crashed into the building, I jumped. We weren't really that far up (compared to how high planes usually fly) and we were above the water. I splashed into the water as the plane went up in flames behind me.

Of course, the entire time I was feeling guilty because I hadn't tried to save anyone, but what could I have done in 5 seconds? Not a whole heck of a lot.

Anyway, I immediately swam to shore, which really was RIGHT THERE, hence the building. I figured some sort of electro-magnetic phenomenon had occurred that caused both my plane and one I'd been watching to lose control of steering or radar equipment or both. I ran to the smoldering wreckage, which, despite having burst into flames as I jumped, was NOT on fire. It actually wasn't even too badly crumpled. I went inside and started shaking people awake. Amazingly, no one was dead or seriously injured.

I don't know about the people on the other plane, though.

Anyway, about that time, I woke up with a bad headache. I had gone to bed last night with a headache, and they usually disappear as I sleep, but this one got me up at 2:30 because it hadn't dimished at all. I remember thinking, during the dream, "I have a headache. I should keep sleeping, because then it will go away. But I AM sleeping, and it's not going away. I should take something for that." So I got up and stumbled to the kitchen. Luckily there was water in my water bottle (I don't think I could have sussed out how to use the faucet at that hour) and took a couple Ibuprofin, then went back to bed. It took a while to get back to sleep, but I awoke again at 8:45 with no trace of my headache, so it was all worth it.
kokopellinelli: (Ice Cream's Baby)
I drove into Portland tonight to see Megan. I wasn't there for very long, only 3 or 4 hours, but it was nice to see her again. I also met a couple of her friends. We ate pancakes and bacon, and I brought cookies and another of her friends brought carrots, so there was munching. And we watched this movie, which was REALLY WEIRD. I spend the entire time in a state of whatthefuckery.

But it was fun.
kokopellinelli: (Abandon All Hope)
Last night was okay, though there WERE quite a few fireworks. They started at about 10:30. When I took Summer out for her before-bed potty, she managed to squeeze out some pee before a firecracker exploded in the next block, at which point she tucked her tail and RAN back up the stairs. A little after midnight, I took her out again, thinking the fireworks were done, but once I finally coaxed her down the steps, a single pop echoed through the night and she ran right upstairs again.

As I lay in bed reading, she kept walking around, looking alertly out the windows. I tried getting her to lay down with me and relax, but she would just stand by my bed and stare at me like, "Are you KIDDING? WHY ARE YOU IN BED? WE'RE UNDER ATTACK!"

However, when I woke up this morning, I saw she was right in her normal place, curled up by my legs. And if she was curled up a little closer than usual, well...I guess that's forgivable.

In other news, it is raining great guns here and blowing like crazy. I have to drive into Portland a little later to hang out at a friend's house. I'm sort of tempted to call her and tell her I can't make it, but I've already made the cookies and, really, it'll be good for me to go socialize for a while. Plus, I haven't seen this particular friend in years, so...I guess I'll grin and bear the drive and try to get home before it gets too late!


Dec. 31st, 2008 11:58 pm
kokopellinelli: (Abandon All Hope)
Has Dick Clark always been that old?
kokopellinelli: (Ice Cream's Baby)
Happy New Year, everyone!

I love you all and I hope you have a great 2009!
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As usual, End of Year meme. Looks remarkably like it has every other year. Screw change!

1. What did you do in 2008 that you'd never done before?
Is it bad that I can't think of anything? I mean, I moved to Oregon, but I've lived here before. I lived alone (except for Summer) but I've been living alone for a couple years now. I left a great job without any prospects for another job. Done that before, too. Drove through Canada with all my crap in my car...done that.

OH AHA! I KNOW. I made pizza entirely from scratch.

Well, the sauce was from a can, and all the accoutrements were storebought. BUT THE CRUST WAS FROM SCRATCH!

2. Did you keep your new year's resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
I don't do resolutions anymore. I never stick to them.

3. Did anyone close to you give birth?
My friend Mel had another kid, a daughter this time, in February. And my friend Jessica and her husband had their first child this summer, a boy named Erik.

4. Did anyone close to you die?
No, luckily. But a guy I knew from high school died in an avalanche, which was sad.

5. What countries did you visit?

6. What would you like to have in 2009 that you lacked in 2008?

7. What date(s) from 2008 will remain etched your memory, and why?
October was the Month of the Move, and also the Month of Summer's Heinous Injury.

8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?
I guess it was deciding to move and then actually doing it. It's really scary to move somewhere you've never been, where you don't have a built-in support system. My brother is nearby but it's still a couple hour drive on a good day to see him.

9. What was your biggest failure?
I haven't found a job here yet. To be fair, I haven't REALLY been looking that hard, but that needs to change.

10. Did you suffer illness or injury?
A couple weeks ago I burnt my arm pretty badly on the oven door. It doesn't hurt anymore, but it's peeling and itching and looks really gross, like tiny tectonic plates.

11. What was the best thing you bought?
I bought several things this year; iPod, digital camera, and a Wii! If I cave when I go to Walmart later, a laptop might be added to that list! Of course, if I wait until tomorrow to go to Walmart, I could put laptop as my answer for next year. I guess we'll see!

12. Whose behavior merited celebration?
Summer was a brave trooper when she got injured. And now she's back and just as fine as ever, so I'd say that merits a lot of celebration!


13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?
I was sad when California passed Prop 8.

14. Where did most of your money go?
Gas, rent, MOVING.

15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?
Moving to Oregon (also nervous. Did I mention nervous?).

16. What song(s) will always remind you of 2008?
"Carry On, Wayward Son."

17. Compared to this time last year, are you:
I. happier or sadder?

About the same, probably. I'll be happier once I find a job I like and start making friends. Last year around this time, I had been thinking about moving for a couple months and I was in a state of indecision.

II. thinner or fatter?
About the same, maybe a tad larger. I haven't been exercising but I've been trying to eat better.

III. richer or poorer?
Poorer, definitely.

18. What do you wish you'd done more of?
This remains the same every year: drawing, painting, exercising.

19. What do you wish you'd done less of?
This also remains the same: procrastinating.

20. Any new hobbies/interests?
I've been collecting beads and beading supplies but haven't really gotten around to doing anything with them.

21. How will you be spending New Year's Eve?
I'll be here with Summer tonight, but tomorrow I'm driving to Portland to hang out with some friends from high school (and possibly I'll meet some new people), so that should be fun.

22. Did you fall in love in 2008?

23. How many one-night stands?
Zip. This should surprise none of you.

24. What was your favorite TV program?
Supernatural. I'm getting more and more obsessed, it seems. Also, NCIS and Ugly Betty.

25. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?
I don't hate anyone. There are some people I don't LIKE, and who I want to stay away from, but no hate. Not at the moment, at least.

26. What was the best book you read?
I've really enjoyed A Short History of Nearly Everything by Bill Bryson. (In an interesting aside, I went to school with a Bill Bryson, and his dad, also named Bill, was a vice principal. Neither of them wrote this book, however).

27. What was/were your greatest musical discoveries?
I don't know. I never know how to answer this!

28. What did you want and get?
A working oven.

30. What was your favorite film of this year?
I don't know that I've seen many movies that came out this year. I only saw one in the theater, and that was The Day the Earth Stood Still, which will not make my top ten.

31. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?
I turned 27 and Becky and James bought me drinks at the Elks. Very quiet and low-key.

32. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
Finding a great job as soon as I moved to Oregon. I'm beginning to think Mac wasn't the best place to move. Don't get me wrong, it's really nice here and I like it a lot, but there aren't a whole lot of jobs to choose from. Someplace closer to Portland may have been better. On the other hand, Mac is prettier than Portland, and no doubt safer, so there is that.

33. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2008?

34. What kept you sane?
My family, my friends, my dog, and the quest for self-confidence.

35. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?
Jensen Ackles. Well, REALLY, Dean Winchester, but he's not real, so Ackles it is.

36. What political issue stirred you the most?
If ONE MORE PERSON asks me, "Oh, you're from Alaska? What do you think about Sarah Palin?" I will go FREAKING INSANE.

37. Who did you miss?
Everyone who's not with me. Which, at the moment, is everyone except my dog. I love my dog.

38. Who was the best new person you met?
I've only met a few people here, and they're more acquaintances than anything else. I started talking to my brother's girlfriend, who lives in California, and I'll get to meet her in January, so that'll be my answer. (Hi, Sofia!)

39. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2008:
Go for it, no matter what. /MEGACHEESE

40. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year:
LAME. I never know what to say for this one, so I'm leaving you now.
kokopellinelli: (Abandon All Hope)
I dreamt last night, but once again I've put off writing about it for so long most of the dream has flown from my head.

I do remember walking on a road through the woods with several other people. We were friends in the dream but I think they were based on movie characters or something. It was dark and we carried rifles, hockey sticks, and plastic bags. It was nighttime.

Ahead of us, some dark shapes ran across the road and there was howling.


We'd run into a couple wolves earlier in the dream, but they had been relatively friendly and helpful. We didn't think these other wolves would be so helpful; it seemed they were hunting us.

So of course, all my "smart" dream companions melted into the woods to try and get the wolves before they got us. I was left to guard two younger people out on the road...in plain sight...and only a moon to see by.

Suddenly, a wolf materialised in front of us. Now, these wolves were not like actual wolves. They were people. Not exactly like were-wolves, the ones in the dream weren't dependant on the moon to be animals. They could talk and looked human, but were otherwise completely wolfy.

And the one in front of us looked like a guy I knew in high school.

Even as a wolf trying to kill us, I liked the dream version better than the real one.

Anyway, so this wolf leader was suddenly in front of me and my charges. One of them was holding a hockey stick, the other had the garbage bags. I held the rifle.

The wolf stared at us.

I raised the rifle and cocked it. "I don't think you want to come any closer."

The wolf raised his eyebrows. "Do you really think that thing can stop me before I kill you?"

"Maybe not," I replied. "But it'll sure sting."

He paused and looked at us, all three shaking in our boots. Then he laughed.

He said, "Keep going about another mile and you'll find what you seek."

For some reason, my companion offered the wolf a plastic bag, which he took gravely.

He tossed back his head and howled, then slipped back into the woods. We could hear the rest of the wolves howling and then only many footsteps until they faded from our hearing.

I never figured out where we were going or if my other companions came out of the woods alive, because suddenly...

I was in kind of a Princess Bride situation. That is, I'd been kidnapped by a short bald man and a giant, and another man who I never got a good look at. Presumably, he was a swordfighting Spaniard.

I had tried to escape several times, including once where I put myself in a giant hamster ball and used a catapult, but they always found me and brought me back. The last time, they took my shoes so I couldn't run off again.

Somehow, I managed to slip out the basement door when no one was looking and was halfway across the field when they figured out I was gone. I heard shouting behind me; it was the Vezzini character (who actually looked more like Danny Devito than Wallace Shawn).

Anyway, I'm not athletic or anything, but I'm still faster than Danny Devito.

So I sprinted across this field, into a thin line of trees, and came out in another field, which was right next to a highway.

As I booked it toward the road, I saw my mom and Summer on the grass. Mom was talking to an old lady who was trying to sell her apples while Sum ran around like a lunatic. I ran toward them, screaming at mom to grab Summer and get in the car and GET OUT OF THERE!

She grabbed hold of the dog and stared at me as I raced by. I reached the road at a break in traffic and ran right across.

On the other side of the highway, there was a little dropoff. Also, the terrain changed from field and forest to more like Alaskan interior. It was rocky and hilly but with very little vegetation, and nothing big enough to hid behind.

Luckily, Danny was apparently not smart enough to figure out that all he'd have to do was cross the road to find me.

I crouched down in the ditch and scurried along the side of the road, poking my head up every now and then to see if my pursuer was still there. I saw him trudging back across the field, but I still kept my head down as I moved.

At one point, I came across a busted-open suitcase. As my own clothes were torn and wet and dirty and quite recognizable, I took the opportunity to change into some khakis and a long-sleeved shirt. There was a jacket in the suitcase and a pair of sneakers, too. Yay! I remember thinking I had a long way to walk and that I had to head off across the wilderness, so I'd better get to it!

I never did find out their precise reason for kidnapping me. I wasn't engaged to a prince or anything, so killing me wouldn't have started a war or anything.

October 2011

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