and i pretty much said "pretty" about ten gazillion times in that last post.

in a fantastical world...

So, I have this really cool friend. And I pretty much love her as much as I love...something that I love very, very much...and that's a lot. She's got really cool poofy hair that I wish I had (except that I prolly couldn't pull it off as well as she does), and she is a lifeguard (which is pretty cool any way you look at it). I saw her once with really short, jet black hair, and she was still pretty good lookin'. If she was a man, I think I'd marry her......

Ok. That didn't really sound right, but you get the gist. I hope that I am sufficiently embarrassing her, because she's really cute when she blushes.

I guess my name-change kind of needs an explanation, right? A while back, this really cool friend of mine came over and tried on a wig and we named her persona Ethne Porter. (Porter because we needed a name of people that I knew, but that nobody at school would know.) Well, Ethne (pronounced Eth-nee) is a a very vibrant character. She chops humongous mountains of wood. She bakes delicious cakes. She reads veraciously. She bathes in her awesome, black, vintage swimsuit. She can brush her teeth. She loves Peter Pan. She looks really cute pumping gas. AND horses love her.

But Ethne is all alone in her world.
She needs a friend.
And I have found a girl who, I think, will get along famously with Ethne when they meet.


Meet Amelie.






(AH-muh-lee)



(and yes, she has a past that will be explained later)