I was also thinking how this poem seems so very timely. How many times can a girl be told she’d make a great experimental subject by doctors in hospitals before it begins to affect her psyche?

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On the plus side, the doctor told me I have a lovely singing voice. She said she’d never had a patient sing at the hospital before. I guess I sing when I’m sick and stressed.

Possibly trivial observation – Sarah McLachlan’s song, Building a Mystery, is about a sexualized embodiment of the female’s male muse, in opposition to all those poems and songs about the male’s female muse?

Read Charles Jensen’s take on the lessons of Buffy in the non-profit sector.
Congratulate Eduardo!

And, last, find me a place to live and a decent job.