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The "I Want to be an Angel" mantra Andrea recites is from a quote by Urania Locke Bailey. Once I found this quote, the whole stor ysolidified around it.

The same thing has happened again, this time for "A Harp Within my Hand:"

When I was a child and the road was dark and the way was long and alone,
My heart would lift as I turned the bend and saw the lights of home.
Now high above in a silent sky, In a still and starry space,
I look down on the earth below, And that blue and green and shining glow,
To me is the light of home.

Slightly altered from a song by the Monkees, "The Good Earth."

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The "I Want to be an Angel" mantra Andrea recites is from a quote by Urania Locke Bailey. Once I found this quote, the whole stor ysolidified around it.

The same thing has happened again, this time for "A Harp Within my Hand:"

When I was a child and the road was dark and the way was long and alone,
My heart would lift as I turned the bend and saw the lights of home.
Now high above in a silent sky, In a still and starry space,
I look down on the earth below, And that blue and green and shining glow,
To me is the light of home.

Slightly altered from a song by the Monkees, "The Good Earth."

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On a much lighter note, the "Quote/Tagline "for Closetspace is set, too. ;)

It will startle your senses.
Challenge your intellect.
And alter your persceptions of the future
By taking you there

But probably not.

Yeah, it's a comedy, why do ask? :)

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On a much lighter note, the "Quote/Tagline "for Closetspace is set, too. ;)

It will startle your senses.
Challenge your intellect.
And alter your persceptions of the future
By taking you there

But probably not.

Yeah, it's a comedy, why do ask? :)

My area is moist! Give me the brain!

There is a very very very selfish person who lives in this house. And on Saturday this selfish person KILLED my day. I woke up and just as I was about to walk out to take a shower, this person walks out as well. I tell this person, that I just need to take a quick shower because I need to leave in an hour. Thisperson says okay. So I go back in, and write a few notes I need for my dream journal. When I walk out,this person is in the shower.

In this house, when you're in the shower, you can't use any other one because the water just WON'T heat up. SO I waited and waited and waited. Two hours later, I threw my hands up in the air and left for Austin. No shower. I was a MESS and was meeting someone I knew for the first time in over eight years.

So I take alittle revenge and grab her CD player...which propmtly refuses to work. And then came the forgotten sketcehs I went abck for adding another 30 minutes to my trip,a nd the radio that went out and...well...you get the picture.

I didn'thelp matter much by venting out my frustration i na REALLY long and involved drawn out scream which hurt my voice.

By the time I got to Austin, I looked, felt and sounded like Jaba the Hutt.

But the meet went of without a hitch. Strangelove got his sketches, I got a hard drive or four and will install them tomorrow. From there I went to see Deener again. I also wanted to see Erin,but JAmes's meeting was so late, and also the whole thing was lso last minute, tha tID idn't just wanna show up and say hi.

I need to get togetehr with Erin, soon. I miss her and the family too much. :)

Had a fun time with Dean, the New Girl and many other things. I went home happy.

Today I woke up, and I know I did something to my voice. I sound like Bea Arthur. :) I was supposed to see Steph today, but she couldn't get together...we're gonna do it tomorrow, instead.

I'm still trying to muster up the courage to ask a friend a question. It's a very strange question on my end, and one that I'm not sure how the other person would take it. Maybe I'll muster up the courage tomrorrow. :)

You know, ever since that dream I had nack on Monday, things have felt "up" for me. Yeah, Iv'e had some nastiness, but it feels...good still. An aura of hope, I guess.

Hope I can make it last. :)

My area is moist! Give me the brain!

There is a very very very selfish person who lives in this house. And on Saturday this selfish person KILLED my day. I woke up and just as I was about to walk out to take a shower, this person walks out as well. I tell this person, that I just need to take a quick shower because I need to leave in an hour. Thisperson says okay. So I go back in, and write a few notes I need for my dream journal. When I walk out,this person is in the shower.

In this house, when you're in the shower, you can't use any other one because the water just WON'T heat up. SO I waited and waited and waited. Two hours later, I threw my hands up in the air and left for Austin. No shower. I was a MESS and was meeting someone I knew for the first time in over eight years.

So I take alittle revenge and grab her CD player...which propmtly refuses to work. And then came the forgotten sketcehs I went abck for adding another 30 minutes to my trip,a nd the radio that went out and...well...you get the picture.

I didn'thelp matter much by venting out my frustration i na REALLY long and involved drawn out scream which hurt my voice.

By the time I got to Austin, I looked, felt and sounded like Jaba the Hutt.

But the meet went of without a hitch. Strangelove got his sketches, I got a hard drive or four and will install them tomorrow. From there I went to see Deener again. I also wanted to see Erin,but JAmes's meeting was so late, and also the whole thing was lso last minute, tha tID idn't just wanna show up and say hi.

I need to get togetehr with Erin, soon. I miss her and the family too much. :)

Had a fun time with Dean, the New Girl and many other things. I went home happy.

Today I woke up, and I know I did something to my voice. I sound like Bea Arthur. :) I was supposed to see Steph today, but she couldn't get together...we're gonna do it tomorrow, instead.

I'm still trying to muster up the courage to ask a friend a question. It's a very strange question on my end, and one that I'm not sure how the other person would take it. Maybe I'll muster up the courage tomrorrow. :)

You know, ever since that dream I had nack on Monday, things have felt "up" for me. Yeah, Iv'e had some nastiness, but it feels...good still. An aura of hope, I guess.

Hope I can make it last. :)