simple pleasures ...

[chanteuse thalia chaunacy]

i sat in my car today during my lunch break and explored a bag of bertie 
botts.

it was gleeful. i giggled like a schoolgirl, spat out the spinach, 
nervously didn't touch anything that looked like vomit, giggled some 
more... the grass is almost tasty, but i am a hippie, afterall.

<big ole grin>

just wanted to share--and to reiterate that i love this group. to be 22 
and have someone(s) to giggle with about dirt-flavored jellybeans--well, 
that's a shiny treasure if i ever saw one.

oh, and shameless plug: my story's updated and in severe need of readers, 
all you R/Hrm folks out there. :) and the next chapter will be up (cross 
yer fingers) in about two hours.

http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=1106151

and when i was a kid i was simply afraid of everything. everything. beds, 
mirrors, dark, light, bugs, trees, people...i think i read too many books 
(i know, heresy to say such a thing). bout the only place i wasn't scared 
was in church, for obvious reasons. i'm still scared of the dark and 
spiders. but my 6'5" brother is afraid of spiders so i am not ashamed.

my parents and i just found their LP of mister rogers. we were taken 
aback and kinda had a moment to let it sink in. he was my childhood. he 
helped make me the person (pacifist, lover, perky optimist) i am.

<squints, trying to think of the rest of the threads that have been 
meandering around> well, i can't contribute to the education thread very 
thoughtfully because i went to a private high school (though on hefty 
scholarship only) and have tried not to read the newspaper because it 
only makes me cry. :(

and on that thrilling note... ;)

thalia 'bertie botts for everyone!' chaunacy

"Ah, music. A magic beyond all we do here!"  -Albus Dumbledore