Laying a Pheonix Egg
continuing with the blah blah rambling/history
So here I am about to really sit down and write the fifth
issue of this story. Pretty cool since I have a great idea
how to begin it.
A second ago, I was typing an entry in our Martial Arts
website. I always get a funky feeling when ever I do. I
don't know why. Almost like the first time your parents
find out you are having sex. That same tense akward as all
get out feeling. You think by know that fucking feeling
would...go...away...But I guess not.
I'll return to add some more later. BLAH