Anne

I've been reading Walt Whitman's "Leaves of Grass". Not just "Song of Myself", but the whole book. Let me tell you, there's some pretty racy stuff in there. It's good though. It's a cross between poetry and prose that I really like.

Here's one bit that I'm posting for all my bando buddies:
"With music strong I come, with my cornets and my drums,
I play not marches for accepted victors only, I play marches for conquer'd and slain persons."

Not much else is happening. I'm slowly developing a D&D campaign- a homebrew thing, as I'm too lazy to read up on Faerun and the other pre-made worlds. I think it's easier, and more convenient, to make it up as necessary.

I am kicking butt and taking names in Mafia Wars. Liz, Greg- join my mob! Please?
Anyways, I'll catch you all later!
~Anne