ramblings of a mind disturbed by joining the real world, dead languges, biology, knitting, art, an obsession with arctic anything, and now, a fish. and a boat.
well, the prayer stole isn't finished, because I haven't seen any lights on, nor hide nor hair of my neighbor recently, so I got fairly demoralized and thus easily distracted from my rush to finish it, and The Boy thinks that I am unavoidably addicted to the internet, but it is November the 28th and I have 'won' NaNoWriMo.
aspiring graduate student of biological oceanography, currently hosting an epic battle between real life working as an EMT and the rebel alliance in my brain that want me to run away to the tundra and spend my days knitting, skiing, reading, writing, and playing with molten metal.
some days the Rebels win.
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