Well, I opened the page and got the usual look, then noticed my persistent login had failed again, so I hit the button and logged in, but when I got back to the home page. things have changed. Blogs has moved, some of the ads have moved, and two stories if not more are missing. Hope you can find them or the author notices and they get reposted.

Well, as I sit here contemplating the Firefly fanfic, I am reminded its time to start cooking. My daughter and her family is coming into town for the next 4 days, and my niece that I raised got a car finally (the head gasket let go on her other one), so she and her family will be her every night about for a while, and my other niece I raised will be around with her family all weekend, so there will be about 20-25 people here depending on if Scotty and crew shows up, and any of my brothers show up with their families. Tomorrow is the monthly birthday get together for the May birthdays.

Hello every one, my name is lexi and im with a wonderfull man who is a sissy boy.. I just recently finding out abou this fetish, and I would like some Ideas, ya know like role playing, assignments, so on and so fourth. hes very embarresed with this fetish, but i want to help him to be open with what he wants. so if you have any ideas let me know.

Okay, here's what I told Sephrena last night:

Before I left the hospital, she was stable and "sleeping normally" which is the doctors' way of saying "not in a coma".

My partner is back in Chicago. No one to cuddle with.
My sister is connected to beeping monitors. No one to check in on.
I'm way too pumped full of worrywart-flavored adrenaline to sleep, anyway.
Oh, and ICU visitation doesn't start until 4pm.

If anyone wants to chat to the "Real Allie Wilson" (my name is Ariana), I'm on gmail and chattable - admiralcarboncopy AT gmail DOT com

bombs bursting in air... yeah, this is actually going on over my head as I write this - no, I'm not in a war zone, it's neighboring B***** College setting off a fireworks display to honor the graduating seniors. I've just reached a rather momentous decision in my life, which is why I've been rather distracted, lying rather low lately (is that a tongue twister?), trying to figure things out.

Today, National Public Radio's evening news program, "All Things Considered", had a story on two m2f transgendered 6 year olds.

Thanks to everyone who helped with the title, and KarenLS for the winner!

I was at the Outback this evening and saw a story on ESPN that intrigued me, so I looked it up when I got home. Last Saturday the Western Oregon girl's softball team was playing Central Washington, when senior Sarah Tucholsky, for the first time in her life, knocked one over the fence with two girls on base.

I don't normally write about my days, but I couldn't help it today. Show Me 30 was posted and as much of a downer as the chapter is, my day couldn't have been nicer. The comments have been positive, and better yet my whole day has been perfect. I brought my dog, a Welsh Corgi, to the vet for a call back and her ears are good once again.

One, a casual friend named Anselmo Nunez...an older Puerto Rican man who I took back and forth from dialysis for over four years. He was teaching me spanish, a little bit at a time..as quickly as my poor overloaded mind could take it in. He had no legs left, lost to diabetes, yet he walked on his two artificial ones until last year when his illness finally confined him to a power wheelchair.

How are we going to celebrate the 3 millionth visit to BCTS?
Ginnie

I have almost completed the second draft of the first part of a three part story, and I already have the draft of part two finished and three outlined. The only major question now is what to call it? Its your typical Reluctant Cheerleader type story, and suggestions are welcome, with more information provided if requested. Also, for the one person who may still be waiting, Echoes 5 is still on hold until I have a computer again. On a related note, anyone wanna give away a laptop with wireless?

Melanie

A couple of days ago I posted a faux-historical document called SISSIES ON PARADE.

I am, it seems, experiencing some mental aberrations. I've ranted and raved at friends. I've been rude and even cruel to some who didn't deserve it. I've been experiencing wild swings in my emotions, laughing one minute, crying uncontrollably the next.

A recent commenter wrote-

"This is quite well done. do you live in Japan? You seem so familliar with the culture and the criminals anyway."

I've never lived in Japan but have visited the country. The occasional bits of Japanese in the story are being provided to me by a friend. From 1987 to 1989 while serving in the Navy, I was stationed in the Philippines at Subic Bay.