Skullduggery:

So you know; I just like the word. This blog isn't really about skullduggery, but for a really interesting case of skullduggery involving a rabbit who may or may not exist follow the link "Gennbloggifer."

A snowy afternoon. Coffee. Coffee, cup two, with Nesquik Strawberry syrup; some think it strange. I've just exited a week long repose and find myself facing the last three weeks of my college career. Finally. The end of another chapter (no honestly, it will probably be the end of a chapter when I finally write "Life, According to Clay"). Its hard to put into words what I sense. I compare it to a shaken pop; aggravated carbonation awaiting its moment of release. Life, it seems, is building up. Pieces are coming into place and players are taking the stage; everyone is prepared, but no one can move until they are given the signal. And my part seems to be hinged on transcendence from life as a "College-Student."

Its kind of an exciting feeling, but possibly one wrapped in romantic ideas and fantasy. I like to think not. Time will tell, but until then I have the following;



These are the shoes I want for Christmas; mother take note (I love you!).

Luv,
Clay