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Hey folks, seniors, aquatic marmots,
Thanks for your support. You guys sure know how to liven up a party... broadway style.

Bleh. There's still this strong feeling of being completely dry and uncreative. It's like -- I feel that a goodly portion of my verve and life has flown from me. I used to be so much more eloquent!

Oh. I've been staring at pages too much and absorbing too much of eveyrone else. Maybe (I will think this very optimistically) I just need to let all of these words swirl around in myself and they will re-present themselves, but in a newer, more polished, more eloquent style.

But. Nevertheless. I've been dovting all of my energy these days to being productive. Class (SO MUCH) classwork (SO MUCH) committee meetings (verily), projects, surveys... I'm finding that I have a lot of pleasure in things I never thought would amuse me. I suppose one of the pleasures of life is finding one excels at the unexpected...

Or rather, NO! That would entail far too much thinking.

Hah!

Saturday was quite lovely. I dressed up nicely and there was Moroccan food and a lovely coffeehaus (whereupon I presented the wonders of kava), a nice house party. My mind left nicely intact this weekend.

And so it goes! As above, so below. A copy of Crowley's 'AHA' passed through my hands and none of its mystic energy passed on to me at all.

pooh~~~