A note to any still reading:

I'm sorry.

After my New Orleans trip, I got caught up in school before the semester even started. I'm in a very hands-on program, and there was a bunch of prep that needed to be done before the freshmen descended on us. I also got my work waiver, which means I'm finally employed. Add that to some family health-related issues and the extra-curricular activity I'm involved in and. . .

Honestly people, my free time has all but dissapeared entirely.

I haven't forgotten Melding or Homework. They aren't finished, and I will be completing them at some point. I'm being neglectful, but I haven't abandoned them. I am sorry to all of you awaiting the next chapter - or ten - they will appear. I promise. I just can't tell you when.

Thank you for your patience and understanding.

A couple of things about language: I am a Canadian by birth and childhood, which means that I put 'u's in words that Americans don't, and spellcheck doesn't always catch it. I spent some formulative years in the province of Quebec, and my verbal command of French comes from the survival slang I picked up in those years. I cannot spell - in any of the languages I speak. Spellcheck is dear friend, and as such, we have bitter, bitter arguements. A last note? I live in Mississippi - have for more'n a decade now. This means that when I write a southern drawl, I attempt to incorperate much of the language I interact with on a daily basis. Spelling, phraseology, and sometimes terminology will all be influenced by the various places I have lived.

You try to learn to spell the word 'blue' in English when attending a French-immersion school. That kinda thing can mess you up for life man, I mean it.