krista

"It isn't what I do, but how I do it. It isn't what I say, but how I say it, and how I look when I do it and say it."

--Mae West

All right darlings, I owe many of you a comment or two at this point. I had actually planned on a quiet little hiatus, but something came to my attention.

A couple of people find my journal so interesting, that even though they aren't active members (I'm not even sure they are members), they simply must keep up with my activities. They aren't just reading my journal, they have to read all of your journals too, so they can keep abreast of any comments that might lead to my activities in a certain midwestern state.

(Any specific questions for me....please email.)

I think it's silly and rather petty, but it's fine by me. But really, I'm too busy to put in the effort to write a journal entry just for these folks. Feel free to write one for me, expanding on the journal response above you. Please include as much sex and violence as possible. And blood. There should be bloodshed.

Here, I'll start you off:

Krista awoke that cloudy day, with a feeling of excitement....