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Happy Birthday to me, to me

If I would have waited just 35 minites to hit this post, I could sing about a “very merry unbirthday to me, to me.” However, I decided to get this on the computer and posted before the clock turns over another day on the calendar. 267 more words

Life In The Dakotas

My Birthday

It’s not my birthday. But I felt like it was.  My favorites are in town.  I got to just hang out with them all day and night and I felt like it was my birthday celebration weekend.   200 more words

Celebrate Yourself

In a regular year, the majority of people celebrate their existence on one day (their birthday). So what about the other 364 days? We’re obviously… 173 more words

Birthday

Day 51: Endless Homework in Wonderland

So this fifteen credit thing is getting to my head. I enjoy it, sure, but its a lot of work too. Constantly reading or writing or doing math… just all of it. 187 more words

Day 50: Weekends in Wonderland

I think I’m going to instill a new policy here, as if we ever had any policies before.

I don’t think I’m going to post on weekends anymore. 182 more words

Short Story: Murder on Station 6

Today’s the last day of Eclectic Alli’s Unbirthday Party! I just finished this story right this second in time to join in, so it’s really a loose practice story… There are a lot of things I’d change about it if I were to do any editing, but hopefully my for-funsies writing will be fun for y’all to read, too. 4,017 more words

Writing

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The Unbirthday celebration continues Catch up with parts 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6,  7, 8, 9 and 10


  The thread wove through the rooms, past everyone dancing.  Taliana smiled as she saw a group of people taking to the ice, the dancing easily transforming to gliding across the ice. She wandered from room to room, following that thread, trying to see if she could tell which rooms where her fathers doing and which rooms were somewhere else entirely. One room appeared to be something of a space station -- so different from her home and normal surroundings -- it reminded her of one of the books in the library, and she couldn't contain her delight at seeing such a place joining up with her party. She did, however, fight the urge to explore beyond the party room... such explorations would have to come some other time. But she made note to remember the threads that had surrounded this place so that she could, hopefully, return.