There are a few exploding dog pieces I like and this would be one of them. Because it never fucking stops.



I think the title of my next book will be the same as the title of this post. Cover art? who knows.

Well, I don't want to talk about winter break anymore. It was shitty and stressful and I don't ever want to think about it again.

I am yet again pretty fucking lonely, for those of you who don't know Clark and I broke up in October and moving past it has been a hellish thing but I'm getting on. I'm going to deal with it and just throw myself into my work. Which I am really getting burned out. I get so tired fighting for things and I'm ready to finish out the year and then I will be done I think.

Which now brings me to another great problem. Insuring the fight will continue after I'm gone. Right now it looks like the LGBT student groups are about to slowly collapse which means the LGBT Outreach will be the only source of casual support for LGBT students and when I leave the office will be done for a while. I figure the women's center will take it over since it's in "their" discriptions now. Whoever they get to take over after me will get pushed around.

However I'm tired of being the scape goat for others. If I get blamed for another thing that I had no control over I'm probably going to snap. I'm tired of people who don't working in office butting in because it makes things 10 times harder when I get contradicted by people with more feminist values and interests than LGBT interests.

Well, I'm tired and I need to crash so I will post more later. I think I'm going to outline my goals for the year in my next entry.

I am doing the Safe Space stuff, I'm going to let Marshall use my training manual for free, and then I'm going to pack my things up and leave. I would like to give some people a piece of my mind but I am going to sit back and relax.

Mankind’s track record is a little lacking

On behalf of mankind’s spiritual growth, I’d like to send my condolences to the world Christian community. What a way to go, guys; after over two million in charge of human affairs your achievements speak for themselves.

(1) Ethical progress has been zip, nothing, do-do.

(2) More wars than ever before in history.

(3) Abuse, including corruption and sexual molesting, has reached a new level (or is it an old one?) thanks to Catholic and Protestant and Muslim and those “loving” religious sects. I’m sure today’s abused children and young adults wish you all the best. Thanks for those great movies on love.

(4) You’ve captured the holiday spirit at least; economically, more religious merchandise is sold than in past centuries. Nativity scenes should be in every house.

(5) For loving your neighbors; as long as they believe as you do. Earning yourselves the honor of being history’s greatest hypocrites. Thanks for crucifying logic.

(6) Need I say more? Oh, yeah. Merry Christmas!

(7) P.S. Sorry. I know how you guys hate being picked on. It’s tough being a majority!



Lonnie Bailey

Pineville

-- Ok, So this is disgusting but it's hot news in Beckley. I was disgusted that the women was like, I don't care it wasn't my dog. Why would some one do this to me?

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Police say puppy found burned to death on woman’s porch

By Amelia A. Pridemore
REGISTER-HERALD REPORTER

A puppy was found burned to death on a woman’s front porch early Thursday morning, and Beckley police want to find the person responsible.

At 2:35 a.m., a woman who lives in the Woodcrest subdivision said she heard repeated ringing of her doorbell and banging on her door, Capt. Tomi Peck said. When the woman went downstairs, she found a box on fire on her front porch and contacted the Beckley Fire Department. Personnel from the fire department called police.

A puppy was found burned to death inside the box, Peck said.

The woman said she and others at her home have no known enemies, and she does not know why someone would do this, Peck said. The puppy was not owned by the woman, and she does not even own a dog at all.

The box was completely burned, so there was no evidence that could be gathered. The type of puppy killed was unknown.

No arrests have been made, Peck said. The homeowner did hear loud exhaust from a car leaving the scene around the time of the incident.

Police are asking for the public’s help to find out who is responsible. Anyone with information is encouraged to call Peck’s office at 256-1728 or Crime Stoppers at 255-7867.

The initial investigation was handled by Patrolman Andy Hatcher, Peck said.


-- This is the Article that Ran the next day and finally shows some feeling it only a little.

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Officials express disgust at puppy burning

By Amelia A. Pridemore
The Register-Herald Reporter

After a woman was awakened to find a dead puppy on fire on her front porch, Beckley public safety officials are both disturbed and disgusted at the incident.

At 2:35 a.m. Thursday, a woman in the Woodcrest subdivision was awakened by repeated ringing of her doorbell and banging on her door, police Capt. Tomi Peck said. When the woman went downstairs, she found a box on fire — and a small puppy was found dead and burned inside the box.

The woman said she and others at her home had no known enemies, Peck said. The puppy was not owned by the woman; she does not have a dog.

Fire Capt. Kevin Price was disgusted by the incident and noted fire from the burning box could have spread to the entire house — killing everyone inside.

“It could have easily burned the whole house down with all the people in it,” he said. “You don’t know what could have happened. A fire has a mind of its own.

“This was probably intended as a prank — and a very sick one at that — but this could have gotten out of hand very easily.”

Based on what he has been told from a lieutenant at the scene, Price said the puppy may have been dead before the box was set on fire. Those responsible could have found the animal already dead and burned it — or killed it themselves. No one knows who owned the puppy.

“It’s pure speculation,” Price said. “I hope someone wouldn’t (kill the puppy), but if they did, it shows their ignorance and stupidity.

“They set a fire and let someone come to it. I find it pretty disgusting. A helpless animal was also drawn into the mix as well. That further disgusts me.

“Whoever did this has the I.Q. of a doughnut hole.”

Price urged anyone with information about the incident to call the Beckley Police Department, Beckley Fire Department, Crime Stoppers — even call him.

“It may have started as an innocent prank, but it could have become far worse than a little chuckle,” he said. “You have an ignorant arson and desecration of an innocent animal. That’s something normal people don’t do.”

Peck was especially concerned because she believes whoever is responsible has a serious psychiatric issue, given the incident’s disturbing nature. The case has been assigned to Detective Cpl. David Allard for further investigation.

“We definitely want it worked on,” she said.

The department once handled a case of a similar nature. Peck said about 10 years ago a teenage girl tied up five to six puppies and starved them to death, torturing them in the process. The girl cut one puppy’s tail off.

“There was no rhyme or reason why she did it — to tie them up and let them starve to death,” Peck said.

Peck does not want to speculate that juveniles may be responsible for this crime. She said, at this point, it is hard to tell who may have done it.

Like Price, she was also disturbed at the victim being awakened to find the burning puppy.

“This had to be disturbing for the victims,” she said. “Nobody wants to be woke up around 3 a.m. to that.”

She noted the Woodcrest area is a peaceful neighborhood, and the few crime reports police generally receive from there are ones of vandalism, generally egg-throwing, and small larcenies of items in people’s yards.

Whether the puppy actually died from fire has not been actually determined, and that does not mean someone killed it by other means beforehand, Peck said.

“We’re not 100 percent sure,” she said. “For humane purposes, I would hate to think the poor dog was burned to death.”

Peck noted she is a dog owner herself, but even people who are not dog owners have been upset and outraged by the incident.

“This is a creature God made,” she said. “This is not a way it is supposed to die. It’s disturbing.”

The best thing for those responsible is to come forward and admit what they have done, Peck said. Those who know who did this should come forward themselves.

“For someone who knows, their conscience should be their guide,” she said.

Anyone with information about the incident is encouraged to call the Beckley Police Department at 256-1708, Beckley Fire Department at 256-1780 or Crime Stoppers at 255-7867. Those giving information can remain anonymous.

Ok, so listen maybe I'm bored here in Sutton, maybe I have been watching the new way to much, or maybe I'm just a big Rosie O'Donnell fan but I would like to share the following videos.

The First Video is an overview of the whole thing and I wanted to include it because well... Anderson Cooper may in fact be the hottest reporter in THE WORLD!!! I wish I had been at Sago.



So now here is the full View seen round the world. I really like how Joy and Hasselbeck back peddle



Now here is the first Response from Donald Trump



Not only does he want to get her money but he wants her girls as well.



This Brings us to Rosie O'Donnell's Response



Now I would like to provide you with some interesting matterial.

The link below is to the O'Rielly Factor response to Rosie with Trump and I think O'Rielly actually takes up a little for Rosie.

http://www.foxnews.com/video2/launchPage.html?122106/122106_oreilly_trump&No%20Spin%3A%20Trump&OReilly_Factor&The%20Donald%20on%20Rosie%3B%20firing%20Miss%20Nevada&O%27Reilly%20Factor&-1&No%20Spin%3A%20Trump&Video%20Launch%20Page&Shows

Ok so I'm sure people are gonna look at there friends walls today and be like, "Damn those are some long entries." So I ask you to understand that I am Nuts, I mean that's my professional opinion that I have finally lost it. I mean I thought I had before but now I'm pretty damn sure that I have walked off the deep end.

S’io credesse che mia risposta fosse
A persona che mai tornasse al mondo,
Questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse.
Ma perciocche giammai di questo fondo
Non torno vivo alcun, s’i’odo il vero,
Senza tema d’infamia ti rispondo.


LET us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherised upon a table;
Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
The muttering retreats 5
Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels
And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells:
Streets that follow like a tedious argument
Of insidious intent
To lead you to an overwhelming question … 10
Oh, do not ask, “What is it?”
Let us go and make our visit.

In the room the women come and go
Talking of Michelangelo.

The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes, 15
The yellow smoke that rubs its muzzle on the window-panes
Licked its tongue into the corners of the evening,
Lingered upon the pools that stand in drains,
Let fall upon its back the soot that falls from chimneys,
Slipped by the terrace, made a sudden leap, 20
And seeing that it was a soft October night,
Curled once about the house, and fell asleep.

And indeed there will be time
For the yellow smoke that slides along the street,
Rubbing its back upon the window-panes; 25
There will be time, there will be time
To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;
There will be time to murder and create,
And time for all the works and days of hands
That lift and drop a question on your plate; 30
Time for you and time for me,
And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
And for a hundred visions and revisions,
Before the taking of a toast and tea.

In the room the women come and go 35
Talking of Michelangelo.

And indeed there will be time
To wonder, “Do I dare?” and, “Do I dare?”
Time to turn back and descend the stair,
With a bald spot in the middle of my hair— 40
[They will say: “How his hair is growing thin!”]
My morning coat, my collar mounting firmly to the chin,
My necktie rich and modest, but asserted by a simple pin—
[They will say: “But how his arms and legs are thin!”]
Do I dare 45
Disturb the universe?
In a minute there is time
For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.

For I have known them all already, known them all:—
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons, 50
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?

And I have known the eyes already, known them all— 55
The eyes that fix you in a formulated phrase,
And when I am formulated, sprawling on a pin,
When I am pinned and wriggling on the wall,
Then how should I begin
To spit out all the butt-ends of my days and ways? 60
And how should I presume?

And I have known the arms already, known them all—
Arms that are braceleted and white and bare
[But in the lamplight, downed with light brown hair!]
It is perfume from a dress 65
That makes me so digress?
Arms that lie along a table, or wrap about a shawl.
And should I then presume?
And how should I begin?
. . . . .
Shall I say, I have gone at dusk through narrow streets 70
And watched the smoke that rises from the pipes
Of lonely men in shirt-sleeves, leaning out of windows?…

I should have been a pair of ragged claws
Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.
. . . . .
And the afternoon, the evening, sleeps so peacefully! 75
Smoothed by long fingers,
Asleep … tired … or it malingers,
Stretched on the floor, here beside you and me.
Should I, after tea and cakes and ices,
Have the strength to force the moment to its crisis? 80
But though I have wept and fasted, wept and prayed,
Though I have seen my head [grown slightly bald] brought in upon a platter,
I am no prophet—and here’s no great matter;
I have seen the moment of my greatness flicker,
And I have seen the eternal Footman hold my coat, and snicker, 85
And in short, I was afraid.

And would it have been worth it, after all,
After the cups, the marmalade, the tea,
Among the porcelain, among some talk of you and me,
Would it have been worth while, 90
To have bitten off the matter with a smile,
To have squeezed the universe into a ball
To roll it toward some overwhelming question,
To say: “I am Lazarus, come from the dead,
Come back to tell you all, I shall tell you all”— 95
If one, settling a pillow by her head,
Should say: “That is not what I meant at all.
That is not it, at all.”

And would it have been worth it, after all,
Would it have been worth while, 100
After the sunsets and the dooryards and the sprinkled streets,
After the novels, after the teacups, after the skirts that trail along the floor—
And this, and so much more?—
It is impossible to say just what I mean!
But as if a magic lantern threw the nerves in patterns on a screen: 105
Would it have been worth while
If one, settling a pillow or throwing off a shawl,
And turning toward the window, should say:
“That is not it at all,
That is not what I meant, at all.”
. . . . . 110
No! I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be;
Am an attendant lord, one that will do
To swell a progress, start a scene or two,
Advise the prince; no doubt, an easy tool,
Deferential, glad to be of use, 115
Politic, cautious, and meticulous;
Full of high sentence, but a bit obtuse;
At times, indeed, almost ridiculous—
Almost, at times, the Fool.

I grow old … I grow old … 120
I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.

Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.

I do not think that they will sing to me. 125

I have seen them riding seaward on the waves
Combing the white hair of the waves blown back
When the wind blows the water white and black.

We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown 130
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.

*** Warning: I didn't originally plan this out it just sort of came out ***

Well I have been having a decent holiday so far.

Unfortunatly my mom's boyfriend came back yesterday and it's been hellish but when he is fucking gone it's better. My mom must really enjoy being intellectually abused by his fat retarded redneck racist ass. He is a vietnam veteren that thinks because he lived in Ohio and went to vietnam that he knows everything. I think he is a democrat because Lincoln was a republican.

I really think that is one of the great problems with Good Ol' boy Democrats is that they are Democrats because they are racist white whiney bitchs that believe people who aren't white are lesser than. Now don't get me wrong modern republicans aren't much better. Most of them have crosses so far up there asses that they think everything that comes out of their mouths is the word of fucking god.

Well, GOD is DEAD! That's right I said it DEAD. Wait a second... that would mean he had to be alive, I will take those words back. GOD NEVER EXISTED! You ask a homeless guy what god gave him, you ask the kid starving in the streets of some third world country what god gave him, you ask the 8 year old girl who was raped last night if there is a god. "God" is nothing more than a false sense of security. Something we tell ourselves and our families to provide comfort and support when we know there is nothing that can be done.

I remember a while back that some one said I hated women because I wasn't one. Well, let me tell you, if you are reading this that I would never want to be a woman. I don't hate women and I do what I can to help them where possible. Let me share with you why I do my best to support women's programs. My mother, plain and simple, she is why I support anything that give women more independence. My mother threw me out when I was 18 because she couldn't recieve child support for me anymore. My mom struggled to make ends meet she worked as a waitress at a dirty truck stop and went to night school to get her CNA so she could get a better job and still today she struggles. She has to live with this waste of cells who shows her no respect because he helps her make ends meet. She is afraid to leave him.

I get phone calls from her in tears because she knows he is cheating on her. I sit in the living room watching this sick fuck pull out a fucking Hustler magazine and tell my mom he wishes she looked more like "this girl" and points to her a magazine. I listen to him call her and idiot and she takes it because she is afraid of being alone and not being able to support herself. So you dare say I hate women? I don't women like you who think that all men are intimidated by them when they get some independence.

What I was pointing out is the fact that the minorities of our nation seem to do nothing but argue over who is worse off and when you segregate yourself then you are putting yourself above the other huddled masses of this nation and saying, "Hey, my problems are more important than yours. Sure you have problems but we all do and ours our worse." and that is not right. You talk about how great the Women's center, and I will tell you that I love the women's center there are some wonderful people there but it has it's own agenda and a narrow one at that. Sure you have your token lesbians but you know what I don't see the women's center taking up arms with their lesbian sisters when the state denys them the right to EVER get married but they expect them to put their reproductive right ahead their sexual orientation. Well you have to love some one before you can have a kid (in most cases).

I mean look at things now. Women are in the same boat as Gay and lesbian people, a shit load of "Pro-life democrats" were elected and now all these feminist groups are scrounging to get LGBT groups on board with them. Well, here are my words, "All or Nothing, equality isn't for the few groups that can fight for it equality is for everyone." Tack on an equality ammendment to an abortion bill and then you can give me even more reason to write my legislator about it. Until then I will continue to vote pro-choice but don't tell me it's in my interest to do so. So what we subsidize abortions and my taxes go up, well, here is suprise for you. I don't care if my taxes go up because I pay them anyway and they have gone up every year.

Maybe next time you will post your name with your comment, I know some women who have balls but you are not one of them you guttless coward. It's people like you that give women a bad name.

I'm sorry I kinda went off the handle there. It's been a stressful two days. I just really hate this guy my mom lives with.

Tommorrow I am going to go see my grandmother. I haven't seen her in a while and I can't wait to give her a big hug.

Life would be a lot better if we could all just get a hug from some one who really cares from time to time. None of these shallow worthless hugs, or hugging whores of whom you are just one in a line of people they plan to hug through out the course of a day but a real meaningful hug.

I will have to tell you about my dad and his church later. I think it's kinda funny. I better write these down while I remember them.

Bible (New common bible revised) and The message (transliteration)

Anyway, I'm gonna lay down and watch some youtube before I go to bed.

Sarah Silverman may be on of the funniest people I have heard. I think I'm gonna post my verson of the Aristacrats on here just for humour and feedback.

Well, It's that god forsaken time of the year again where we gather together with friends and family and overdose on hard holiday beverages and good cheer. This year is a little different for me. I am not spending it with the Evans's. This year I'm joining my Mom's family in their festivities. Granted I'm sure it won't be as funny as my little brother calling my Aunte an Oompah Loompah but I'm sure it will be fun to see the dark side of my family tree.

Apparently my attendence has already sparked a great deal of interest. My Aunts and cousins are extremly excited that I will be making an appearance this year. I feel kinda like a celebrity.

My mom could not be anymore overjoyed that I am gonna be with her for christmas this year. She made sure to call all the important heads of my family to let them know I was going to be in before christmas. Like a highly trained commando she dropped the bomb on every relative attending, Calling far and wide to let people know.

It's times like these that I really love my mom. I think we talked more tonight than we have in a long time. That's the great thing about Gary being gone. My mom and I talk and it's comfortable and not awkward. It feels like old times.

As for Christmas Presents this year I'm fucking lost. I don't know what to get who. So I'm just gonna gun everyone down with christmas joy.

Keep reading for more holiday updates

Nothing

Is Jesus really the reason for the season?

If god loves us so much why is Mel "sugar Tits" Gibson still making movies that revise history?

Why can I not sleep?

Where do my socks go and how do they seem to walk off without me?

If I'm so happy why do I drink and if alcohol is such a depressant why does it make me feel better? (until the next day)

Why can't the Boston beanery mix a drink that doesn't taste like straight sours mix?

How does building a big ass Boarder fence along the Arizona/Mexico boarder stop illigal aliens from crossing in Texas?

If President Bush is so smart why are we at war?

If we cloned Jesus would he become a blood donor and would the Red Cross call him all the time like they do me?

Why are there still stupid people around if we are constantly evolving as a species?

Wouldn't the ban on Marijuana be a violation of the first amendment since Rastafarian people burn it because they believe burning bush that spoke to Moses was Marijuana?

If Jesus and God really wanted to save mankind why are they hiding? and why do I have to find them?

It is december 4th and I have the following updates.

I did in fact complete Nanowrimo and I'm very proud of myself for having the time and fortitude to write 51 thousand words.

I was elected to the SGA by the students of my college and it was taken away from be because of a technicality.

I submitted a entry to the MLK Awards competition.

I think that the SGA re-affirms my belief that people who claim to be psychic are idiots.

I am done with cross cultural psych.

That's really all I can think of right now. I will post my MLK submittion later.

Sweet potatoes and cranberries in the shape of a can.

I think I need a drink...

I'm kinda down and I feel stupid.

I have decided that the when I get back I'm sending my resume into the WV-ACLU for the field organizer position. It might be nice to get away from Marshall and the area. I'm thinking about going ahead and graduating in the spring instead of staying on for an extra semester. I will have my BA in Psychology.

I really feel alone some days. I miss Clark and not hearing from him on a daily basis is killing me. He has been working late and I don't really want to bother him but I think about him every single day. Wishing he were with me. I relized how much I think about him today. I was sitting in my living room thinking about it. It's really all I have thought about today.

When I get back to Marshall I'm gonna go apply for some more jobs. I really want to get a car, my Dad is pushing me toward buying a Cobalt (thought I am gonna try to save up enough to finance a VW Rabbit). Hopefully I will find a decent paying job before the school year ends. I am really getting tired of Marshall.

I figure I will try to find an appartment or something this year. Nothing fancy just a place for a bed that has a bathroom and kitchen.

I hate this time of year. It seems like I always get depressed around this time of the year and this is possibly the worst one yet. Maybe I will move to Alaska.

I have to find a new job and a car before my Dad moves this summer because once he goes to Carolina I will be the only one here. My little brother will probably be going with him. Dad's leaving me the house so I will at least have somewhere to call home when I'm not in Huntington. At least when Dad and joe leave I can clean the house up and it will stay clean. No more nicotene stains on the walls and ceilings.

He will probably only take the basic furnature so I will just have to pool the stuff around the house.

The Thanksgiving break has been so so. I went with my Dad to macados. We drank and ate and left. Then on sunday I went over to my grandmothers and spent the day over there. Then I came back fed the dogs and just relaxed. Then today I got up late in the afternoon, walked and fed the dogs, cleaned the kitchen a little, got adjusted, and then fed the dogs again, took a nap, and now I'm updating my journal.

My dad is watching football.

Some days I want to die.

well, I'm gonna stop there. See what kaity and the rest of the world are doing.

November second pasted alone.

Oh livejournal I know I have forsaken you for a while but I promise that I will start posting to you more. I'm just so tied up in National Novel Writing Month and all these other things that I haven't really had a chance to do much of anything.

It's gonna be a cold winter.

I have been so tired lately. I'm doing pretty good in most of my classes. I'm kinda psyched about that.

Cash is kinda tight right now but I have stockpiled enough tea and sugar in my room that I could build a second english empire.

NaNoWriMo is going well, I have a lot of stuff written. I figure I will probably complete my novel. It's going well. I really don't know what to think of my story line. It's different than anything I have written before. For those of you wondering, I'm not planning to post it online anywhere. I'm going to print it out and never look at it again. It's so bad. I feel like I'm just beating my head against the wall in order to churn this thing out.

It's been a weird two weeks. One of the assistant football coachs from my high school shot himself in the head in the parking lot of his church and one of my friends Dad's died in church not to long ago. strange.

The days are getting shorter.

I hate the color of the office. It's this ugly purple. I don't know who picked it out but it's so ugly. It's bad enought that it's so boring in here some days. I also think that it's bullshit that I have to fight tooth and nail for every god damn penny and I raise money for all my programs and then I have to deal with the most difficult administrators who second guess every fucking detail of anything I recommend. I just want to finish my degree and look at going to another school and taking a job similar to my own and earning some extra cash because I sure as hell am not getting anything from this hell hole. I work more than I'm paid and I don't get crap.

I scheduled next semester so I can get another job. I have class every day from 12-3 PM M.-Th.

I have

Psychology Capstone Seminar
Psychology of Personality
Psychology of Sexual Behavior
Comics as Literature
Buddism

Technically after this semester I could graduate but I'm gonna stay on an extra semester to take Psychometrics, intermediate behavioral statistics, and an additional research capstone.

So Republicans can suck it!

Democrats have captured the House of Representatives and they my potentially captured the Senate and in that case President Bush better watch out. The federal government is right where I think it should be with partisan political government. Ideally I think republicans should control the legislative branch and democrats should control the white house and supreme court.

I'm pretty tired.

I got my flu shot yesterday and had kind of a adverse reaction.

So, I'm gonna stop writing right now. I'm about to fall asleep. I'm gonna sit her until 5 and then I'm gonna head out.

So today in New Jersy the state supreme court said that a unequal distibution of rights for tradional marriage will not stand and the state must create a new status that recognizes "committed" gay couples.

I just thought this was interesting. I have been listening to public radio a lot lately.

well, I'm kinda tired.I just wanted to post something. My semester is going alright. I had a test yesterday and it was a pain.

I am looking for a loveseat or a comfortable chair for my dorm room. I have one wall with no furniture on it and I want to find a sofa or chair to place against it. I don't want anything new just something that looks good and is comfortable. Good for napping or just relaxing. Please e-mail evans107@marshall.edu if you can help me out.