Friday, March 22, 2002

Mood: Really excited
Music: Children of the Revolution from the Moulin Rouge compilation CD I just made

I am having one of the best days I've had in a really long time. I'd like to share the joy.

This morning did not start off well, I had to be at school at 0650, which is hellish, to take a Calculus test I did very poorly on. Then I went to the Writer's Tea (some stupid girl who was invited responded to this, "I don't like tea", when everyone knows these teas do not actually involve tea...however, upon hearing this, Ms. Gross was so amused she went out to get tea, so we could have some) where I won another little book (I love these, they are the eternal prize of the English department) and chocolate, which is always a good thing.

Then I went over to City Hall to interview the three finalists for Chief of Police. Again, swishy accomadations and good fun all around. All three candidates were really, really well qualified, nice and had different views and I'm glad I'm not the City Manager who has to make the decision. The interview process took about 4 hours, so I got home around noon--early Spring Break release for me.

Once home, I sank into my favorite chair (yes, that's right the one in front of the computer) and after going through my e-mail (which made me realize I had to get off some lists, so I cancelled two and put myself on special notice only on a bunch more) I decided I would read Barb's latest chapter. And Ali, this is like the eleventy thousandth chapter of this story, so don't even bother, you won't get it.

Before I go on to the other cool things about today, let me blog a little about something else on my mind lately.

Slash

Quickly, if you don't know what it is, don't bother reading this part....I've got to come up with a way for people to click on the topic of my rant to read it so you don't have to go through this stuff if you don't want to.

I got involved in fanfic probably two years ago, and joined my first fanfic group a year and a half ago. I don't know when I first discovered slash, but I think it was SW, and Q/O which, IMO, is so stupid and OOC, I don't see why people bother writing it. Oh well, whatever floats your ship (okay, bad pun). So I really avoided slash because all my ships were het, and I didn't really like any slash. Then about a year ago I started reading HP fanfic, on FF.N (this was before the Mass Exodus). POU was definitely the first thing I read, followed by Cassie's Draco trilogy, which remains my favorite piece of fanfic ever written. So I joined the POU list, and at some point, again I'm not sure when, people kept mentioning the C&R list.

In the meantime, I had force-fed Lindsay DD, and hooked her.

So eventually I joined C&R and read Rhysenn's IP and WF (btw, I think WF is *completely* out there). At some point I also read TWAV, Snitch!, and LUW, and some more. okay, right here I got cut off a week ago, so I'm just leaving it...
Mood: Happy!Morgan
Music: bluebubblegummachinegirl by the Dreamers

Yea! Quizzy! Love that I'm at home right now....will be packing for vacation later, so Ali, if you're reading this, call me early if it' snot much trouble...or maybe I'll call you. Hope everyone is having a good day, I had a great time interviewing Chief of Police hopefuls.


What Beatles' song are you?

Thursday, March 21, 2002

Mechanical Organism Responsible for Galactic Assassination and Nullification
Mood: still sick, and v. tired...procrastinating again
Music: still too lazy to put any on, the telly is on in the background

*lets out long sigh*

It's good to be home. Sometimes I just really feel the need to retreat from my life and doing something completely separate. I think that's one reason I like definite lines between areas of my life, because I don't like people intruding into private places. So it's nice to be in the comfort zone, I'm not here often.

I really like my name analysis. I think it fits, but if you don't, feel free to disagree. Scarily, it's almost exactly the same as Draco's, which is both cool and weird. Hmm...more cool.

Once I got home from a foul day of Calculus and other unpleasant school-type activities, I sat down to check my e-mail, and one of the happier things was an adorable ficlet from Frances and Aja. My favorite line was:

“Malfoys can be very romantic when…when it comes to…um…romance…”

Draco is always so articulate.

On to other stuff, the other day we added a few large pictures of Ewan McGregor to The Wall, and as I sat down today across the room, I looked up and just couldn't help but plaster this huge grin across my face. What is Ewan for, if not to cheer me up everyday?

On to yet more stuff, I was thinking about writing a ficlet or two...I have some ideas but am worried they will be terrible and completely non-swishy. I may write them anyways and see how they come out.

Lastly, Squeee! because Spring Break starts tommorow!
-Morgan

Wednesday, March 20, 2002

Mood: anxious
Music: One Day I'll Fly Away

Morgan

The name of Morgan has given you sensitivity and appreciation for the finer and deeper things in life. You can enjoy reading, study, and contemplation about many different subjects. When your interests or curiosity are aroused, you work intensely at new undertakings, but your interests often wane when you encounter drudgery and monotony, with the result that you leave many things unfinished. Your name has taken you into many bitter experiences. The greatest lack in your life is stability and peace of mind. A peaceful and quiet environment, especially out in nature, is one of your greatest desires, but you are constantly taken into chaotic conditions. Because you have high ideals and are a principled person, you have been disillusioned and disappointed in people on many occasions and have experienced much aloneness. You are fond of outdoor sports, where you can find an outlet for your nervous energy. Impulsiveness could bring frequent accidents and unfortunate happenings into your life. You do not like to be restricted or to have your freedom curtailed in any way. You find it difficult to control your thoughts and could swing in moods from one extreme to the other. Your speech can become very critical and sarcastic when you are frustrated or crossed.

Blatently stolen from Alex

Rather appropriate if you ask me...
-Morgan
Mood: still procrastinating
Music: still not listening to anything

Ooh, in less stressful news, Rhysenn's latest chapter, IP12 is up and is *incredible*. I can't wait to see what happens next, and Rhysenn leaves such horrid cliff hangers that leave you begging for more. She's an evil human being (or wait, she's not human, she's been alive for 600 years and lives in a cage! She must be a succubus! lol)...oh well, I'm loving every moment. Also, being on the S.S. G&H has made me want to try my hand at writing something short and fluffy. Ooh, and I'm almost halfway through Barb's latest chapter too. Of course, I'm really dying to see the next chapters of Snitch!, LUW, and Resolution...not to mention DV.

-Morgan
Mood: procrastinating
Music: none




I'm Elijah Wood as Frodo!

Sensitive, lucky, stylish, and forward-thinking, I'm the Frodo of the new generation.





I went to my meeting this morning, and it was pretty swishy. Conference room set up with place cards, gifts, snacks, and drinks. Most of the people took one look at me and were like "right...", but then the City Manager came over and started chatting with me about last night's show and everyone gave me a second look. I hate being judged when I walk in a room. I know I'm often guilty of the same thing, but I try to give everyone a fair chance. I'm getting so liberal...all ultra civil liberties and give people more money than they deserve and more freedom than they can handle. Not that I mind, I blur party lines all the time. Ooh, quick rant about...

Politics

Sometimes I just don't understand how platforms work. The Republican party is pro-life, but supports the death penalty? Abortion and lethal injection both leave a citizen dead. Then, the whole voucher thing. How can we improve public education if we don't give them more money? I'm so glad I've decided I'm not being called to a life as a politician. ;) Which brings me to my next topic...

What *am* I called to do?

I have no idea what I'm doing this summer. I want to know. I want a plan. I don't have one. Here are the real choices..

Choice A Camp Skyline

I've been going to Skyline for...well, this would be my eighth year. I love working there, I love working with kids, I ADORE working the circus, but I don't feel spiritually or personally challenged as a person. Obviously, living with kids is mentally, physically, and emotionally exhausting, but I want more out of my summer than fun. Another thing, I would probably be working below someone I don't particularly care for, and whom I've clashed with in the past. However, I would get to room with the coolest person in the whole world, my former roomie and bunkmate, Taryn.

Choice B Ministry

Over the past year, I've been praying for guidance over where God wants me to be. I've really done a 180, from thinking I was meant for a life in politics to feeling called towards some sort of speaking ministry (speaking at conferences and retreats, etc). So I've been contacting people in minitry, most notably APeX and Vince Nims. Vince, especially has been helpful and is hooking me up with someone in the Archdiocese of San Diego to look into the possibility of my getting an internship there.

I have NO idea what to do. E-mail me (ccNightrider@yahoo.com) if you have an opinion, suggestion or want to be nice.
-Morgan

Tuesday, March 19, 2002


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Ah!!!! I did it!!!! I've been trying to figure out how to make things link places, and now I know!!!
Mood: tired, but happy
Music: Diamonds Are a Girl's Best Friend

Urgh. Home from telly station. I've been stressing over this show because I was worried no one would call, it would be crap, we'd look silly, everything would go wrong, and it's finally over. It actually went pretty good, we only got a few prank calls, one of which was cracking us all up, and the others which were merely irritating. The worst part was no one else would talk. I'd direct questions their way and then answer them myself. Then this one guy called in like three times and kept going, "Um, I've got a question for Morgan..." I'm sure I looked bad too...oh well, it's over, Praise God.

Then I came home and attempted to be domestic by making Melly a birthday cake...not quite sure how that effort is going to turn out....So tommorow, I am off to City Hall to start picking the new Chief of Police. Hurrah.

-Morgan
www.MorganMalfoy.blogspot.com

P.S. This is so stupid and fangirly, but I talked to
someone
cool today!!!!!
Mood: spiritual
Music: Bolero from the new Moulin Rouge CD!!!!! Praise God for Barnes and Nobles






So, which Formula 1 Car are you most like?






I just came home from mass, and would like to expound for a moment about

Why I Like Being Catholic

Going to mass is so incredibly gratifying for me because it is such a sensual experience, bright colors, the scent of incense, the ringing bells and well-known songs...all of it is very comforting to me. Some people say Catholicism is too ritualistic and complex, but to me it is perfect. Every last word has so much meaning, and rather than feeling repetitive, I feel like I'm reaffirming my faith every time I go. It's truly lovely. I really love and believe my religion, and embrace the complexities and nuances it offers. There are, of course, more reasons, but those are the ones I'm feeling right now.

-Morgan
Mood: sore throat yuckiness
Music: urgh, too lazy to get CD I wanted, *didn't* get to get Moulin Rouge!2 CD (I hate Target sometimes), and again too lazy to make an MP3 playlist, so nothing




Find out which LifeSaver you are.


I'm suffering blog depression. No one reads it. No one wants to. *sigh* Will just have to listen to empowering music, read good fic, and eat ice cream to overcome it. Ooh...mocha almond fudge...

Today I got half a day off, because I judged Middle School Performances for District History Fair. Was quite fun, actually, as I got to watch some very talented 12 year olds act out history. Jenna's performance about Japanese Internment camps during WWII was utterly impressive, she shows sophistication beyond her years with her analysis of the American psche and empathy for the oppressed. What a cool kid... The downfall of today was I feel like crap, which will be blamed on my lack of sleep last night...urgh, I have to do this horrid call in cable show tonight for Youth Council...hate it, hate it, hate it.

So I spent my extra time today reading everyone's LiveJournal's, which would be more fun if I *had* one, and cruising on the S.S. G&H...let the good times roll! Also, read Tabitha Jones' new story, recommended by Al, and *love* it, can't wait for more. Brab's latest chapter is also up, but too long to read right now. Sometimes I have trouble remembering the main plot of ToGI because there are so many tangents, but it's still good. Not really into H/G, but understand that it is her universe, and am willing to suspend my disbelief long enough to see where it goes.
-Morgan
Mood: sleepy
Music: Moulin Rouge! (ooh...I get the new CD tommorow!!!!!!!! more Ewan!!!!)

Sorry, late addition...and I didn't have to cheat...


Which HP Kid Are You?
Mood: relaxed
Music: The Dreamers "I don't want you to be my girlfriend"

ooh, today's blog will be fun...on a positive note LiveJournal seems to be down, thus increasing my love of my blog...although I still want a LiveJournal

First off...
Legolas

Legolas Greenleaf

If I were a character in The Lord of the Rings, I would be Legolas, Elf, a son of the King of Mirkwood.

In the movie, I am played by Orlando Bloom.

Who would you be?
Zovakware Lord of the Rings Test with Perseus Web Survey Software



Yes, yes, I KNOW it's so January, but I didn't get my fill, I need to see it again and get it out of my system. You just can't beat Orlando Bloom with a bow and arrow. Speaking of weaponry, my Calculus teacher is evil. I don't care what Ali says, she is not a happy and nice person. She is somewhat justifiably angry, as I am only going to be in her class twice this week, but it's really not my fault. I didn't realize all this crap was in the same week when I signed up...

I found out today that our recording of the Jennifer Fleming interview (great, great interview) is crap, and I have to write the article from memory. I hate writing transcripts, but I would give a pint of blood to have this one back... So today at Old Hometown I started the article so I can get it down before my memory fades. Then my interview this afternoon stood me up. We called to confirm this morning, and she wasn't there when we got there. What kind of crap is that?

However, I didn't mind TOO much, because I could come home and play. On that note, I am...

You are Spaceman Spiff!
Zounds! You are the intrepid Spaceman Spiff, the engaging explorer ensconsed in an unending universe of exotic and evil extraterrestrials! You're brave, but you should give that dictionary a rest.
Take the What Calvin are You? Quiz by contessina_2000@yahoo.com!


Onward! This afternoon, a friend of mine from camp (www.campskyline.com, go check out the circus link to see what I do all summer) IMed me, and I thought this part was particularly of interest...

Allene: You like Harry Potter right?
Morgan: yeah, I'm a fan
Allene do you know when Order of the Phoenix is coming out, I want to get it the first day...I'm kind of obsessed.
Morgan: Allene, you don't even want to know how obsessed I am
Allene: I have the trivia game


Anyways, I was cracking up, because I am *so* HP obsessed, and Allene was so oblivious...love her anyways...

Anyways, onto another topic...





Take the Which Star Wars Hero are You? Quiz!

...created by Kenzie.





Melanie and I were talking today about going to the first showing of SW, which is, of course, part of my plan. I waited in line for eight or ten hilarious, fun hours before EpI, and I'm kind of pissed they are selling tickets in advance and preventing this, because waiting in line for tickets is not nearly as climatic as waiting to see the movie. Read some lovely spoilers today. Ewan's beard is starting to grow on me...although, not, obviously, actually growing on me...

See which Greek Goddess you are.



So after talking to Allene and reading everyone's LiveJournal I had to go get swishy for this stupid awards thing. The only redeeming characteristic was that I knew Sean would be there, and we get along. However, I did not know his girlfriend was also getting an award. Now, I have nothing against Jennifer, but she is always unwittingly rude to me. So she kind of prevented the good times from rolling. Overall, it was okay. Sean is a cool guy, and as such, is in his own rock band called The Dreamers, and I like them. Today, I am sharing with you the lyrics to a song of their's that just reminds me of Alex's Snitch! backstory ficlets.

The Dreamers "We'll Always Have Tonight" (note: I'm changing the way the lines are broken to retain the meaning)

You look so perfect, just the way I imagined it,
it's just like it was in your thoughts and in your dreams tonight

I look at you and you look at me
with a smile that lasts a lifetime
in your thoughts and in your dreams tonight

We'll have so much fun tonight,
whatever you want tonight,
there is no her because you're the only one for me tonight

and I'm not fake or reinvented
nor are you, I wouldn't let it
there's just truth and honesty between us
no matter what the future holds,
no matter how our lives unfold,
we'll always have tonight

I just love that song, and there's another one that's *perfect* for Draco and Hermione, but I think I'll post that on POU, so all the DV fans can enjoy it...
-Morgan

Monday, March 18, 2002

Mood: stressed
Music: Rufus Wainwright "Moulin Rouge"

Was going to blog but am forced off computer...will post fun quizzes and such nonsense later...also lyrics to a good H/D song...
-Morgan

Sunday, March 17, 2002

Mood: wiggly
Music: Rufus Wainwright "Instant Pleasure" (John's to blame for this, after hearing Hallalujua(sp?) I was hooked)

Lindsay returned from D.C. today bearing a pressie...Maxim Fashion with the ever-sexy Ewan McGregor on the cover. I never get kitschy gifts, always generic things that I just really like. Although certain people (coughalicough) think Ewan is leading me to sin, I prefer to think of my near-obsession as simply really appreciating God's creation. He did a great job on Ewan.

Other things that happened today...ooh, e-mail from Amanda. Amanda scared the shit out of me when I first met her, and we didn't get off to the best start (i.e. near death experience), but the next year she became one of the most influential people in my life thus far. Sad to say, I was somewhat obsessed with Amanda, and wrote her letters everyday for, like, three years (I don't do things by halves). While that may seem borderline crazy, I know now I just really had a lot to say, and I needed someone to listen to me. I really needed reassurance about everything. Sadly, now that I'm much more confident and self-assured, I have become a despicable correspondant. Sometimes I think maybe I should just let her go out of my life, maybe we don't have anything in common, and then I know I can never just stop writing her. As weird as it seems, I can't imagine what I would be like if I had never met her.

Okay, I got so many interviews back today I didn't respond to them all. I was really intrigued by the similarities though. Most of the people are youngest or only children, and are above-average, began writing at a young age and are voracious readers. Some other notes of interest. The two most often mentioned influences are Jane Austen and L.M. Montgomery, and every single person said the first HP fic they remember was Lori's Paradigm of Uncertainty. I thought that was wild.

Okay, since I am such a wannabe LiveJournal user, I had to fill this out...


About 15 years ago I ...

-- was almost three years old.
-- just moved here
-- wasn't allowed to cross the street
-- remember almost nothing except being bit by our dog
-- still had no hair

About 10 years ago I ...

-- was almost eight years old.
-- saw Jurassaic Park, which triggered Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder, which I still battle upon occasion
-- hated my third grade teacher for always calling me by my sister's name
-- was addicted to "The Babysitter's Club"
-- wrote terrible short stories

About 5 years ago I ...

-- was almost thirteen years old.
-- decided I didn't care about being popular and ditched my old popular friends I really didn't like
-- was going through an angsty "finding myself" stage
-- thought I was v. important for being in 8th grade (for my European readers, that's the top form of Lower level school)
-- started watching Xena, and started reading Star Wars

About 2 years ago I ...

-- was almost sixteen years old.
-- entered the world on fanfic via the SW fandom
-- was emerging from the worst time of my life
-- started really coming into my own
-- quit playing volleyball

About 1 year ago I ...

-- was almost seventeen years old
-- entered the HP fandom
-- started having a social life
-- had a decent English teacher for the first time in High School
-- was the Editor of Voices of the Past

Today I ...

-- worked on my interviews
-- recycled
-- slept in
-- watched Zoolander (sometimes you just want to watch crap)
-- talked to Lindsay

Tomorrow I will ...

-- go to school...urgh
-- work some more on the layout of the book at Old Hometown
-- go to the Mira Awards banquet
-- study Latin after school
-- stress over Latin state

Five items I have brand loyalty to ...

-- The Limited
-- Big Red gum
-- Memorex
-- Barnes and Nobles
-- Winn-Dixie

Five snacks I enjoy ...

-- salsa
-- pimento cheese
-- Jolly Ranchers.
-- Goldfish
-- Gardetto's

Five songs you know the words to, even without the
music ...

-- Elephant Love Melody, Moulin Rouge
-- Less is More, Relient K
-- Since I met you, dcTalk
-- Just in Love, Ewan McGregor and Jane Horrocks
-- Snappy, Hokus Pick

Five Games I like ...

-- certamen...lol
-- Monopoly
-- SIMtower
-- Trivial Pursuit
-- Charades

Five favourite albums...

-- Star Wars soundtrack
-- Moulin Rouge soundtrack
-- my rock mix CD
-- Gone, the Dreamers
-- Supernatural, dcTalk

Five things I would buy with one thousand dollars ...

-- a plane ticket to Vienna
-- a bunch of CDs
-- I would book APeX
-- I would go shopping in a bigger city
-- I would give money to Darryl

Top five musicians lately ...

-- Rufus Wainwright
-- Relient K
-- the Dreamers
-- India Arie
-- Superchic[k]

Top five locations I want to run away to ...

-- New York
-- Camp Skyline Ranch for Girls
-- Wales
-- Scotland
-- New Zealand

Five bad habits of mine ... I am ...

-- I take on too many projects
-- I spend too much time online
-- a nail-biter.
-- procrastinate
-- gripe about money

Five people currently on my bad side and why ...

everyone's on my good side, but Ryan might be headed that way, for reasons I can not publicly discuss

Five things I'd never wear ...

-- a bikini
-- fringe
-- real fur
-- a perm / teased bangs.
-- oh, I don't know...tie-dye?

Five animals I like ...

-- cats.
-- labs
-- dolphins.
-- bunnies.
-- deer

Five TV shows I like ...

-- Xena
-- Scooby Doo
-- Survivor...sometimes
-- CNN
-- Powerpuff Girls

Five Icecream flavours I fucking adore ...

-- Mocha Almond Fudge
-- mint chocolate chip.
-- cookie dough
-- rocky road
-- heath bar crunch
Mood: floundering
Music: Soul Asylum "Close" (note: this would be great in a fic)

Not planning on writing a long blog right now, but just wanted to take a break from my interviews to express myself. The most frustrating thing about my interviews is how I can't sit and branch out after every question, I have to wait for response before continuing the line of thought. It makes everything slower. Of course, if they were going much faster, I would be utterly bogged down. I've been reading responses and writing new questions for over an hour, and I have two more people to send new rounds of questions to. Someone send me a Mai-Tai....

Ooh, in other news, at the risk of being "so last week", I opened up the USA Today Weekend section and was greeted by Orlando Bloom, whom I love. Although he kicked ass in LOTR, I really enjoyed his quick turn as the eager and naive Ranger in Black Hawk Down. So of course, I cut it out to add to the wall (my AP Latin class has created a collage of interesting news items, things about HP and SW, and pictures of people we fancy). Go USA today for having Orli and Sean Biggerstaff in their supplementary thingys.

I'll end with a quote from one of my interviewees that I loved.

"Writing is a part of me. If I never posted a story I'd still be journaling up a storm every day. It's part of my voice, and just like I have to sing, I have to write. To deny that is to deny something fundamental within me."
-Aja

Have a great day! -Morgan
Mood: blurry eshausted..
Music: ears still ringing from Gadjits show

I'm so tired I can barely keep my eyes open, but I knew my public (or at least my friends) would want to hear about my day. To make things go faster, let's just go through the day.

0600 Gah! Had to wake up earlier on a Saturday. Pure evil. Took a shower and left to pick up Matt

0730 Arrive at Scholar's Bowl coach's house, and gain Sean (who looks increasingly like Harry) as another passenger. In El Trucko, there is not much room, esp. for three people, so the rides there and back can only be described as utterly random. Ewan McGregor, Wiffle Balls, Charmin, and music were all discussed, among other things.

0900 After wandering about like prats, we (the B-team, me, Sean, Ryan, Victoria, and Justin) finally found the right place.

1000 We had two byes, and then started playing. In Round Robin, we tied two games (1 won, 1 loss) and lost another by a narrow margin, and then the really good team in our division murdered us. We advanced to the tournament, but Ryan and Victoria had simply abandoned us, so Sean and I started acting pretty silly, which was fun.

1645 I finally got home, where I really wanted some sleep, but had to clean.

1700 Cleaning the house

1900 Sit down at comfy computer chair, and mess around including writing a very long blog that was eaten by blogspot. (note: I keep telling myself one advantage to blogging over having a LiveJournal was that LiveJournal's seem to be down often, but if my blog is a piece of crap, I have nothing)

2100 Katie, Marissa, Nicole, and Kristin come over, and we all go to Van Gogh's to see the Gadjits play together. I've had Snitch! on my mind today, so the whole time I was there, amidst the smoky haze and beer-swilling punks, I kept thinking "Draco would hate this place." That's kind of sad, but it kept me amused during the crap warm up band. The Gadjits were actually really good, and I had a blast dancing. However, let me note here that I find most moshers very inconsiderate of the people who are trying to remain intact. After the show Katie and I went to talk to the band, which was fun, except they were sweat-soaked and smelt terrible. They were really nice. Also at the show was my friend Jonathon. I chatted with him for a minute, and he told me some stuff that leads to my next rant.

Make up your mind!

I understand people may be raised in religions they disagree with, and I understand converting away from a church you disagree with, but I don't really understand how anyone can go from being hardcore one way to hard core something else.

Jonathon has always been a "I went to youth group to pick up chicks" kind of guy, but he also was a very devout Catholic. If you truly believe your doctrine, how can you become a pagan within the span of a few months? I just don't understand it.

Then there are Meghan and Anthony. I've always loved them because they had such strong ideals about faith. Anthony especially has always been a rock. They both became Atheists this year. Once again, I understand how circumstances can separate you from God, and I understand not everybody believes in God, but I don't see how with no provocation someone can convert from Catholicism to Atheism. What, one minute you believe in God and are praising Him and stuff, and the next minute you decide He doesn't exist? The same goes for converting to Judiasm from Christianity. How can you go through life believing "Jesus is my Savior!!!" and then decide he wasn't REALLY God, just some guy who did some cool things?

I think that's a bunch of crap. This isn't about any religion being "right", I just am at a loss as to how anyone can change their beliefs so drastically with such little cause. I pray my faith is strong enough to withstand the pressure of the world around me.

2400 Got home exhausted and stayed up to write blog. Am v. tired. Am about to collapse...
-Morgan

note: to agree/disagree/voice out, e-mail me at ccNightrider@yahoo.com