Munnydae, 1january01 1:01pm the house of bliss, hsv, ar, usa, earth We are home again. Life becomes something like normal again. The Christmas we just had was one unlike any other there's ever been. It was inspiring, it was terrifying. It was grand and it was a drag. It was full of high hopes and big plans, it was beseeched by bad luck and bitter discouraging events and news. For the face value of my loves, I wore a bright white smile speckled with positive cheer. And when I was alone, I wiped away tears of blue. I was green with envy, I was a rainbow of good moods and it's true; Christmas Holiday 2000 was a bi-polar reality of joyous good cheer and unforgetable danger, disappointment and fear. Waxing poetic on the first day of the new year, twenty-o-one.

Thirdsday, 04january, twenty-o-one 7:41am, the house of bliss, hsv, ar, usa, earth... I've been writing to my long lost high school chum Kris over the past two days...i've been writing it by hand, something i do very little of lately, and in this letter, I've been scribbling little notes in the margins, doodling little images in the blank spaces...and it looks quite wild, but it's awfully fun to write; it seems (to me) to be fun to read as well...so I thought I'd try re-arranging my journal in the same way. I hope you enjoy it!

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This self portrait, taken around 4:20am on Day 4 of The Christmas Crisis 2000 (12/30/00), is Mama Kelly, Baby Maggie and d'Philip. We had been sleeping besides the fireplace in a futile effort to keep warm.

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