binky-gentil
Binky
binky-gentil

Hi Claudia! I hope you aren't under too much pressure so soon after you've been so sick. Focusing on tests though might be a good idea right now. This is the first time I wish I was studying for tests so I could have something else to concentrate on! I don't think this sick feeling is going to go away.

Here's one for you, Diskwiss.

Claudia, I wish I could think of something encouraging to say. It seemed like we were moving forward and the future was bright but now suddenly we are all set back a hundred years.

Diskwiss, don't be a butt olive, leave these posts alone.

I do want to know more about what your parents think about your plan, if you don't mind telling me. I'm glad you had a talk with someone at school too so they know everything is okay. Did you mention your plan to the counselor? What is a school refusal? Does that mean they wouldn't take you back?

Diskwiss, I dipped this post for you in melted cheese so eat it quick before it congeals.

Okay, I'll check in tomorrow! I'm just off for bed now, I'm reading scary short stories again. And tomorrow night is a movie night for me. I have Pepsi and Hawkins Cheesies and an old French movie called Money! The DVD cover is really creepy, its this claw-like hand grabbing at a pile of coins. I hope your cold

Diskwiss, I wonder sometimes if you and the entire internet isn't inside one of those old mouldy houses I see in the forest.

I'm glad you had such a meaningful time with your sister back home. Do you think being apart for so long has helped both of you to understand each other better? It doesn't surprise me that she looks up to you! She recognises your creative mind. Its creative minds that make not just great art but also come up with

Diskwiss, if any of my bags of Halloween candy goes missing, you're the first one I suspect.

Claudia, it doesn't surprise me that you are thinking of making big changes now. All I can say is I've seen your art and I think you are very talented and I know well enough from your posts that you are extremely intelligent so I think you should trust your judgement wherever it leads you. If you think Art School

Diskwiss, I see you did a lot of trick or treating this year. That's a big pile of rocks you have.

Why are you getting a letter from your teacher? Because you've been absent? Do you really mean you might not return to your school? I already had so many questions about your trip and your wedding and now you've added a whole bunch more questions! I'm glad you've said everything is fine, but I am still a little

Diskwiss, you can have this M&M I found under the sofa if you promise to not eat our posts.

Welcome back, Claudia!! I'm so glad I checked here before going to bed! I hope it wasn't too sad leaving your family and friends again. And I'm so sorry about your cold and I'm also shocked that you would have been going to school so soon!

The spirit of Halloween is to lock arms with the Prince of Darkness!

I can't believe you're giving away any of those! Those are three A-list candies, I'd be hiding them on the bottom of the bowl. Unless you mean you are serving them to adult company. In which case actually, the same goes, I'd still be greedily hiding those three.

We get fewer kids than we did where we used to live, I think because there's just too much space between the houses. So around here sloth is more dominant a sin than gluttony. Except for me of course, tonight I'm indulging equally in both! Also greed of course because I'm hoarding the peanut butter cups and

Just the usual trick-or-treater ages. Single digits mostly but also a few teenagers with limited self respect. I don't think these are ironic skeletons. Its not a very big town and I guess its possible all the skeleton costumes not wanted elsewhere wound up here. But whatever the reason, its been an evening of

Only another hour left before I turn off the porch light and I still haven't had to hand out any of our peanut butter cups!! I'm currently handing out O'Henrys and Mr. Bigs because they look like poo and nobody here wants them.