This morning, I woke up with both eyes swollen shut, vicious sunburn, and temporary schizophrenia that left me wondering, "Why is the sun out in the middle of the night?" Yeah, it was that kind of weekend. Here, see the pictures. Sunday around three o'clock PM: The sun beams down on brackenfish's backyard as he deeply sleeps face-up on a poolchair, his eyelids slightly puffed over his eyes. Thin clouds speckle the aqua sky. Hemlock branches sway with the wind. brackenfish's shirtless ...

For those who stumble upon this site: I've moved. I'm just a stone's throw away though. Link It's more stories and poems than blog entries. I advise you check it out even if you're not familiar with my stuff. Maybe you'll like it and want to give me lots of money. That'd be nice.

So here I sit, in my home on a Wednesday afternoon. I'm staying home from school today because of a massive headache that I had last night and carried over into today. It's probably due to staring at computer screens all day yesterday, but it could also be because of stress. All the teachers are piling on assignments to make up for lost time, trying to finish their curriculum. Some of them don't even realize that a day the entire class just talks and explores a subject can be far more use...