Lack of solid postings lately has been brought on by mondo work in the Emersonz department. Had a lot of thing on my mind recently. Jesus, rapist, etc. Such is the life of a writer. Speaking of which, writers can work again! Huzzah!

Recently Dave Hyde has been coming at me with threats. I've shaved my beard, save my mustache and the status of whether or not my hair will share the same fate is DtD.

Goddesses. Hyde the younger once said that all Emerson girls are goddesses. At first I scoffed at his rookie remarks. But now, since I only appear at school four times a week, and I'm not bombarded with crappy Emerson folk all day, I think I can see where he was coming from. Plain and simple some Emerson girls are goddesses. But I guess that's true with the world these days.

I need to do laundry. Wheather is killing me. Spring deliver us from this winter soon...