For times yet to be determined.

*looks at the date between the last post and today*

Dear jeepers! Has it really been that long? Damn. I'm sorry, Angels. *dusts off the screen*

I guess I've been busier than I expected to be. Getting ready to graduate college is a full time task, but when you have to devote part of your time to academics, part of your time to a job, and the rest of the time nursing various illnesses... it takes a lot out of you.

Because it has been a while since I posted, I guess I better bring you all up to speed. Shadow and I broke up a couple of weeks ago. Don't worry, we're still friends. We just realized that we love spending time together, but there was no romance there. It works out better for all those involved. Now I just have to adjust to being single again (and that needs more time that I do not have... though I am looking for someone. Apply within).

Change. It is the only true constant. Seems that my life is all about change right now. I can't help but wonder, though... where is my place in life? Now that I'm getting to be ready to be out of school, I can possibly focus on writing my own pilot script for the show idea that I have. Who knows? Maybe someone will pick it up. I have to write the damn thing first (yet another thing I do not have time for at the moment).

At least I'm not without ideas. I have several skit ideas. They're all in the works, except for the baby cow skit. Let's just say I'd expect to have a letter from PETA after that thing is aired. I promise. I will never kill a real baby cow EVER. Shinigami's Honor.

Anyway, I think I'll leave you with that. Sorry for the lack of Philosophical conversation. This sinus stuff is about to drive me nuts. I'll leave you with this thought:

Lettuce. Good or bad?

Cheers and kisses,

Hoshi

Random Comment from this side of the river.

I hope a certain someone knows how much he means to me. He works like a dog, and deserves all my love. I'm going to show him how much I love him.

(Hugs for Shadow)

What is a Chrsitian Buddhist?

Hi there Angels!

I get strange looks when I tell people that I'm a Christian Buddhist. I'm either a Sinner and going to get ass raped by Satan, or I'm just a nutjob.

Here's what I believe: I am a Christian, who is open minded to the philosophy of Buddhism. I believe in the existence of God, and I follow Jesus in all I do. However, Buddha has some good things going for him. I know Buddha is not a god, but a man who had his shit together. He didn't worry about what the world was made of, he just wanted to live a good life. Isn't that what all Christians want to do? Serve others, and seek God in all things... that's what I want to do. I want to leave positive energy on this earth, and give all of myself to my God in my service to the world. I wish to be a light of hope, and give people a smile. I want to be at peace with all people and things, giving my children a good place to live in. We must take care of this earth, so all who come after us can serve God in a clean place.

This is what I must do, as a Christian Buddhist.

- Hoshi

Virus Scans and Poofy Hair

Hello once again, Crimson Angels.

I noticed a strange pop-up on my dear laptop (affectionately called the Lappy after the Strong Bad email series on homestarruner.com) notifying me of a worm on my computer. Turned out, after doing a virus scan, that the pop-up was a trojan itself! Yikes. I hope the scan took care of it, but if not, it shouldn't be that bad to fix it. (Wish me luck on that one.)

Now, while it's cold here in Carbondale, it's rather warm in my residence hall. So warm, that my hair has reached a rather poofy level. I'm talking borderline Carrot Top... only my hair's a different color. So it's being pulled back in a ponytail, as it usually is anyway.

The cake is a lie. (From Portal. Look it up.)

On a more serious note, some people may like to spend all their time alone. I am not one of those people. Shadow is not only my boyfriend, but my best friend. As far as other friends.... well... the best friends I had were back in High School, and I never hear from them anymore. I have online friends, but I never really have much physical interation with anyone but co-workers, some acquaintences and Shadow. It kind of sucks.

Ok, it sucks a lot.

Regardless, maybe some of you out there are reading this, and I can only offer you the one thing a lot of people don't seem to want: my friendship.

- Hoshi

Anyone up for some Philosophy?

Dearest Crimson Angels,

Now that you've met me, I feel like I can go deeper into your collective consciousness. Let's try some philosophical banter, shall we?

Here's a topic: We all know that parents are supposed to be the ones who encourage us. So why is it that when they bring us down (some intentionally, other not so), it hurts so much more?

For instance, I have a friend (well, many friends) who were told that they could not be anything or do anything they so desired. They never felt comfortable with who they are because their parents didn't like who they were (are) becoming. Personally, I feel that this is the source of most rebellion.

As humans, we just want to be loved for who we are. Sadly, parents sometimes feel that their children are a bad representation of themselves to society.

So I ask: What do you think, Angels?

- Hoshi

The first, and hopefully not the last.

To all the Crimson Angels who may be viewing:

Welcome to the latest incarnation of my writing experience. I'm still slightly undecided where to take this. I figure, it could either be the extension of my print journal, or possibly a whole new social commentary-type blog. Where ever it may go, thank you for being here.

I guess I should introduce myself. The name's Mallory, but people call me Hoshi. You can call me which ever name you like. My interests are as random as who I am. The include, but are not limited to the following:

Penguins.
Video Games.
Knowledge.
Anything Japanese.
Role-playing (not the sexual kind)
Cosplay (similar, but not quite roleplay)
Food.
Cooking.
Writing.
Music.
Television.
Interior Design.
The color red.
Buddhism.
Living a 'greener' life.
Poetry.

There may be more, and I'll add to the list as I see fit.

A little more about me: I'm a Christian Buddhist who is dating a wonderful man whom we'll call Shadow. And as soon as I think of something better to say, I'll say it.

Until then, Crimson Angels, dream sweet dreams of blood and words.

- Hoshi