17. March 2006

I'm still alive, just rather inactive. My English is dying from lack of use. I'm drained, and whatever urge I have to attempt putting sentences together is used in letters and phone calls. Apologies.

~Sasa

Note: Formerly known as Mizery-Rose.

A Perfunctory About the Author:

Dreams of rock stardom, achieving linguistic greatness, challenging mediocrity, and saving the world.

Is tainted, misunderstood (and misunderstanding), sensitive, prone to infatuation, and the self-proclaimed Chamäleon.

Loves rainy days, rough voices and guitar solos, warm socks, comfortable jeans, the afterglow, and everything beautiful in the world.

Thinks in metaphor, abstracts, dusty photographs, strings of flowing words that stumble over one another, and far too often.

If you're really looking for something to read, check out my favorite stories, and my favorite authors. They're pretty good.