Goddess, I Am.

And so dewy Iris flew down from the sky on saffron-colored wings, trailing a thousand different colors across the sun… - From Virgil’s Aeneid

A long time ago, I had a bump on the middle of the palm of my right hand. It was tiny – no more than a millimeter in diameter – but it was there. It didn't hurt, but I could feel it. It wasn't offensive, but it bothered me anyway. Read the rest of this entry »

I've never been one for frivolous expenses. In fact, I can be quite cheap. Still, there some things in this world that put my self-control to the test, like this: Read the rest of this entry »

You know what they say: birds of a feather, yada yada yada. Well, everyone knows I'm a strange girl, so it's only perfectly natural that I'm surrounded by strange people. Read the rest of this entry »

For the first time in a long time, I'm breathing. And because I'm breathing, I'm blogging. Read the rest of this entry »

Anyone who knows me knows that I'm not crazy about children. Sure, I'll gush over the occasional baby, and maybe even pinch or kiss it, but only the particularly cute ones. I can only be bothered to play with toddlers whose parents I know, and even then I will only pay attention to the ones without dried snot on their cheeks and ignore those wearing those annoying squeaky shoes.

Still, I can't help but think that this is one baby I'll probably be doting on without end: Read the rest of this entry »