The journal of the Grim Reaper, aka Death. Sorry I havent posted in a while. Wednesday, July 19, 2006. Well, I did promise her to start up the journaling again, somewhere between the pints at an earth-surface pub. Well, maybe therapy has changed me some. I mean, come on folks.

- Fiction, non-fiction, prose and all the fixins. It will improve VERY quickly. Wednesday, February 23, 2005. They laughed, Biscuits are just an American thing.

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This is just a little amalgam of various hiking trips, and perhaps some other nature excursions. There are few things in life I love more than being in the woods, and no other place that makes me feel so reborn. We took our time and, when we were done, the sun was already pretty low in the sky. It was growing colder as we were running out of sun. It was a great day.

Poindexters L 2, again. Friday, January 13, 2006. Is is just my life? Or is yours this way as well? I wonder if most would recognize a good sense of humor if it bit them? Enquiring minds want to know.