My kingdom for a stamp
...actually, could I keep my kingdom in the process? It's such a little, messy, quite little hole in the wall, but it's still my kingdom.

I need stamps. For my sending back a letter to Sara. Chalk it up to my lazyness and the letters (yesh, more than one) are looking at me with metaphorical tears in their eyes, crying out, "Send me so I can be read!" and me replying, "Well, stamps went up two cents, so I need to get new ones! Please stop talking to me before they haul me away!!"

Love you, m'dear.

And all of you. Always.

God's in this spot
if you like it or not
So rip the knob
off the volume
when you give this a shot
And raise your hands
as the slam starts
to thicken the plot
Openin' eyes
to the lies
of the enemies' lot
So run
like the wind
from the sin of your past
Keep your eyes
on the prize
when they put you on blast
It's the Christ
on the cross,
it's humanity's shot
It's a worldwide call to everything that we're not
--Tobymac, "The Slam (d Club remix)" --highly recommended, much bass *grin*--