Dreaming of Mercy Street...

Thank you Dama, for getting that stuck in my head for days. And I don't know it all!

I really have nothing to say, which is sad and not sad. My life is hectic, but not painful. Busy, but not overloaded. I'm going to states tomorrow. I saw Boys Next Door tonight.
I'm finally reading Watership Down.
I'm going to cotillion with a rather sweet gay boy who I really hope remembers who I am. His name is Alex, he was in my bio class two years ago, and a certain rope measures four of him.
I wrote a pretty little poem, which amuses me and no one else. That's cause no one else has seen it. See how that works?

I'm going to go be a despot now.


-talia-