June 13th, 2003

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When Harry met Sabot

Gryffindor!
Gryffindor! Fun-loving and ballsy down to the last
detail, you follow rules when it's convenient
for you and never turn down an opportunity to
par-tay. You're loud, mischievous, and a little
naive at times, but never let your awesome
self-confidence waver. Like Slytherin, you too
appreciate the finer things in life...just in a
very...different way.


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The sorting hat is wise indeed. I begin my secret studies to become an Animagus. I soon find I have a talent unseen in the magic world to assume any animal form I desire. I am frequently seen over Christmas Break walking the grounds of Hogwarts as a polar bear. Never tranform into a female unicorn when there a yiffy male unicorns about. Man, I gotta keep writing my story.
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Beware of dinosaurs

Well, the shit did hit the fan this morning. And as we were staring at the mess, we didn't notice that a brontosaurus had walked up to us and taken an even bigger dump on us. We are not allowed to let the Rio Grande go dry ANTWHERE until Sunday. Well, through a series of mishaps, 4 miles went dry this morning. It was like someone kicked a hornets' nest! I spent the entire morning with the office boss calling THE boss (not Bush) in Washington DC. There were press conferences, there were letters of explanantion, there were lawyers everywhere, and there were lots and lots of phone calls. Things have finally settled down some. Our initial shit to hit the fan was a ruling by the 10th Circuit Court of Appeals that says the Bureau of Reclamation has full authority to do whatever we need to protect the endangered silvery minnow. This has MAJOR implications for all Western water law. It should be in the U.S. Supreme Court soon. Of course it was front page news in Albuquerque, but someone also found it on the Net in the Atlanta Constitution as well. Weeeeeee!

On a furry note, my bestest mundane friend emailed me to say that he had a dream the other night that he was a dog. I was so pissed at him! Here I have been praying to have a true furry dream, and he has one (he blamed me for planting the seed in his subconscience). My furry dream last night consisted of me getting an email from someone named the Dragon Maiden who wanted to chat. What a boring dream!!! I never even got to chat with her! I'll settle for a fursuit dream. Speaking of which, maybe I'll head up to Rio Rancho tonight and fursuit for a little while before the movie mr_silvers told me about.