while writing a story that has to be read backwards is an interesting challenge, i don't really feel like putting the time into it. besides. feanor is out of the woods.
so now i will simply keep a blog, like everyone else. shower you w/ my petty little personal dilemnas. share with you the uneventful details of my existence. heap slather.
there was a party and it was a success but the hostess was stressed while the host was blessed. it was nice having people all around, tiki torches, some big balefires.
happy solstice earthlings.