Archive for November, 2002
						
		
			
				
				November 19, 2002 at 2:38 am · Filed under Rigamarole
									on Bone Marrow:
So I put myself on this list for bone marrow transplant availibility.  They told me that if I’m chosen as a match for someone they’ll put me under anesthetics and jab a needle into my hip and draw just enough to help someone who is dying.  GREAT! I figure… what a wonderful way to help someone (while I’m asleep, too!)…
What I didn’t realize was that they would need a sample of my blood.  And that I wouldn’t be asleep for that.
Who knew it would be so hard to squeeze 5 half-inch diameter circles of blood onto a piece of paper? Blech!! ^_^ i’m such a wuss — i jsut kept reminding myself it was for a good cause!
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FTC was great… I think I re-found my motivation for many things.  For the first time in a long time I felt the way I did back in high school about life.  =D I think things are going to go up from here.
				
				
			 
				
		
			
				
				November 13, 2002 at 1:45 am · Filed under Rigamarole
									I came up with an idea for a story today.  Not one of my angst-filled ones, though it does have some measure of sadness and whatevers.  No, this is more along the lines of the kind of thing that I would have written years ago before I thought that I was a good writer.
The kind that makes me laugh.
It’s going to start something like this:
Hi, my name is Kim and I’m a 19 year old girl who just started her second year in college.  Everybody thinks I’m a regular girl with strange habits.    What they don’t know is that I’m a super hero.  Not just any super hero, I’m a super hero from the planet _____!  I came here in search of the perfect gumdrop and to save the world from the evil candy mongrels of the planet!
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I don’t have the details worked out yet… but you get the idea.
				
				
			 
				
		
			
				
				November 7, 2002 at 3:38 pm · Filed under Rigamarole
									She never imagined that she would be able to fall into such a comfortable and warm love… A love that embraced her when she was cold and alone — a love that would help her through the greyest days.  She never thought that anybody would be so perfect for her… 
It’s you and me against the world, baby.