Rhymes with Militia...

As I get older, I realize that I correct people less and less on the pronunciation of Alysia. Now you'll never get it wrong again.

20.3.03

I don't know what to say. You know what I'm talking about, and if you don't, get your head out of your ass and get informed. I'm in such a state of disbelief that ... I got nothing. Perhaps when I'm not so worn out from Fringe (which when splendidly. So well, that we're going to be playing at Wilf's, the on-campus pub. Many yays!). Right now I'm just emotionally tired. I know I'm going to protests, writing petitions and praying. A whole heck of a lot of pray. Stay safe, stay sane. Know you are loved. Peace.

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