This was odd. I ran out to grab a seaweed salad for lunch and when I came back there was this amazing pink boa in my chair.

No card. No note. It’s even nicer than the hot pink one I’ve been wearing to code pink rallies.

Thank you to whoever brought me this wonderful gift. I shall endeavor to use it for good.

Today at work everyone was just sort of bumping into the walls and mumbling to themselves, war seeming to be forgone conclusion. First Iraq, then we’ll get to Iran.

I have to believe that the war can still be stopped. I have to believe that war is not inevitable.

I cannot lose hope. We cannot lose hope. It’s too precious and too hard to recapture once we let it go…

plucked from the ashes of the punkprincess.com archives, reposted 02-28-07