Membles you are one of the finest fucking ladies I have regrettably never had the pleasure of meeting in the flesh. stay ethereal

once I wrote (hang in there with me) a recounting of a dream that was the result of daydreaming about a fanfic I hadn’t yet written. it was circa 2001 when they hadn’t yet released Star Wars Episode II but I’d seen enough promotional materials to do this:

  “OMIGOSH!!!” I screeched, then lowered my voice, fearful of shattering the ‘dream‘.  “Jango Fett…is it really you?”

  “Well, who didja think it was?” he retorted, turning to face me.  “We’re on the mission, remember?”

  “Oh yeah, I get it,” I said, though I really didn’t.

my self-representation wasn’t…stellar

my copy of Watership crackles as I open it. I haven’t in too many years. got a little squiggly in my stomach – I love this book.