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Attention sexually active members of the Valarnet:

Rugburn is nobody's friend. It is only sexy for the first little while, and the injuries that result can stick around for some time. If you must have sex on the floor, put down a blanket or a sheet first. This will prevent most friction burns.

Damn. That was one fucking weird dream nightmare. I kind of felt like Dorothy in Oz. But this was way scarier. I'd take the Wicked Witch over Baba Yaga any day.

I feel rather lucky I have a job I can do with one hand behind my back. "Sad in Stanton" wants to know if she still has a chance with a man who hasn't spoken to her in three weeks and has apparently changed his phone number to get away from her.

Dear Sad in Stanton, stop being so appallingly anti-feminist and get a hobby; there's no need to snivel over a self-absorbed man-child who's likely only good for one thing, and you can get that in a red light district.

I loathe the weak. They make me want to be undignified.

I had an interesting hike this weekend. There was a bear.

Vegas? Was wonderful. The drive to Vegas was wonderful. My classmates, however, are going to wonder, who the hell beat me up. A day after my fight the left side of my face is a nice bruise, pretty sure anyone who saw my ribs right now would think I got hit by a car, bruises everywhere. And cuts and scrapes and mat burns.