Firstly... I'd like to say-- James, I love you. Even if you are a crazy sunuvabitch who enrolled in the army. Stay safe and well in Iraq. To everyone else who has friends and family currently stationed in Iraq, I sympathize. ... Even if they are crazy fuckers... *ahem* I've never been big on patriotism. Can you tell?
In other news, I just had my 22nd birthday.
...And before that-- I was in a car accident at the beginning of the month. Damn near totalled the car. It was NOT my fault. On the DC beltway-- I was stopped-- and a guy hits us at about 50mph from behind. My sister and I suffered from minor whiplash, but are recovering well enough. The car is supposed to be repaired on August 2nd-- upon which I will return home to do some badly needed things... Hopefully meet up with Thomas.
This past weekend, I participated in a funeral. I did not know the man, but he was someone I had been looking forward to meeting... It was a tribute. His wife had asked the lady I work for and a few others to gather some horses to ride in the funeral procession. I helped care for the horses between times and prepared them all as is my job. It was very hot, but it was worth it. It was a memorable funeral-- I'm sure the guy would've loved it. He was a man who lived for his family, for god, and for his horse (in no particular order)-- everything else
was take it as it comes... Even though I did not know him, I know alot of people will miss him. From the stories I heard that day and before that-- he was a very funny man, a true friend, and a big hearted fellow. RIP Ron. I hope Jake stays with his real family where he belongs...
*sighs a little* Such serious moments... I feel the itch of comic relief trying to kick in, but its just not working... There's so many other things I have to say. I'm worried for you, James. I know you'll never see this, but if I can't write you a letter, I'll blog at you instead. Maybe you'll pick up on it on some fucking psychic channel in your sleep. "Holy hogballs, Batman! Melissa is worried about me! Better write her a letter!" ... Yea, well, I'm not gonna hold my breath. Talked on the internet, email, and one letter since you've enrolled in the army. Not a single call. Am I even on your Contact List? ... So many things about you frustrate me so... Piss me off, even. I just want to slap you and be like-- "PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER, MAN!" *shakes you till your brain rattles!* ... Well, there goes the comic relief. haha. Anyway... James, you are in my prayers... Return the favor, okay? I need A Hope For The Insane...
Speaking of James... my Star Wars days are long from over, it seems. The character who had all but died was recently resurrected from IC idleness. She was a Tainted Jedi-- now only an insignificant Force Sensitive-- and is now in the hands of the cruel and merciless Crimelords on Ord Mantell. There's a rescue team on the way-- (*sticks two sticky buns to her ears* Help me, Obi Wan Kenobi! You're my only hope!)-- but she's oblivious to this because she has no real sense of the Force anymore... However, the rotten deeds of her past can be redeemed. Salvation lay within her reach! ...And so shall it be with the next generation...
And with the next generation... A few others and I have decided to name her unborn child Alexis in memory of a good friend who died a while ago... He had a very weak heart and it simply gave out... We miss you, Alexis. You will always remain in our memories. ... Not all French people are normal !! You proved that to us time and again. *does a Star Wars tribute*
All in all... Today has been a happy day!
Btw, I'll post those catawba pics in the next couple of days. Gawdamn, Kesha, I promise.
--Melissa
My Friends:
A friend from the Star Wars forum...
The link to the Star Wars-- Expansion of the Force:
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