Electric Grandmother

Oatmeal with brown sugar and raisins and fruit for breakfast.

Reminds me of Dead Like Me.

Why do they always cancel the good TV?

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Listening to Live's Throwing Copper. Makes me think of the fall, ten years ago. It was a turbulent, but good time. Memorable, life-changing. I was nineteen -- young. Made a lot of stupid mistakes. Then again, that's what the young are supposed to do, isn't it?

But that, my dears, is another story for another time.

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I feel like writing something a little bit scary, with lots of atmosphere. It's fall weather now, and the weather and change it light always does that to me. Good thing the next story qualifies for that.

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BTW, what does "She rode a horse into my head" supposed to mean anyway? Maybe there's a story there...

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