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Head's up! I'm gonna try this damn twitter craze. I'm probably 6 months late on the meme, but maybe the structure will keep me more motivated to update. I'll still tend to this blog biannually or whenever, and use it for longer writing. To that end, get. a. load. of this:

A Cephalophile's Tale

It was a crisp black-and-gray tattoo with pink highlights that hugged the side of her torso. Kendra had plenty of tattoos -- a rose on her ankle, a star on her wrist, a kanji symbol on the shoulder she prayed was 'nature' -- but it was the delicate octopus on her side that stood out. The creature wrapped around her possessively, clutching at her stomach, her back, and her left hip. When Kendra slept on her side, her arm would rest on top of the tattoo like an embrace. After sex, she would wrap my arm around her, pulling it over the same spot. To me, it just felt like sloppy seconds.

A long (short) journey (story) starts with the first (first) step (paragraph)!