Two cities have come to our attention. Nacogdoches, home of House Harber. Lufkin, home of House Roberts. House Harber, having invoked kanly against House Roberts, has moved against the GAP holdings in Lufkin as of 12/22/06. This open act of aggression is unacceptable with the laws of the convention. Formal kanly laws require both Houses to be aware of the vendetta between them. Send a 3rd-class messenger to Nacogdoches to inform the Harbers of this. The laws must be followed!

This has been a strange time. Within two months, I have done much that I thought was impossible only a few months before. Several aspects of my overall perspective on the world have been changed. First of all though, I must mention where I am now, and where I have lived since June 24th. I was admitted into the Summer Academy for Math and Science at Carnegie-Mellon University in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. After a longer-than-expected plane flight (I had no realization of the distance), I arrived here and was severed from my dad to lead an independent existence for six weeks. Now, I am in the middle of the fifth week, and have quite a bit of experience under my belt. Items of note include the return of Nick Speller, someone I knew during my time at ADVANCE in 2002. I met Michael and Phillip Floyd, who arrived here from New Orleans after coming back from ADVANCE. Unfortunately, all three have been evicted from the program, and I cannot discover anything more from them (especially "OJ and PJ") about the latest ADVANCErs. Except for one piece of crucial information: Liz Roberts still attends the summer camp. This leads into the next bit of startling developments. In the middle of the second week, I finally talked to Margaret after a two-year silence. During the short conversation, I discovered that I had indeed misjudged her. Two years has allowed her to mature, and there is no doubt that she was never my enemy. I am convinced it was Liz, but unless we have a final confrontation, I doubt I shall ever know for sure. And speaking of people I had not talked to in years, I must now add Kristen to that list. The power of instant messaging allowed me to clear our differences (this happened in early June, see Sketchbook #2 for more details). Of course, she put up a fight and resisted my attempts at first to contact her. However, persistance paid off, and after revealing myself, she allowed me to speak my peace. We IMed just once more before I left. I consider a good first step to becoming friends again. Otherwise, this camp is introducing me to a world of diversity. There are so many different kinds of people here, it has been difficult to be fully compatible. As opposed to my attitudes at ADVANCE, I maintained my natural persona, and did not try to present myself in any other light. I am who I am, and though that may disappoint many people, that is just how it is. I am an "unman," and with that come certain travails and challenges. Until they are solved, I must simply keep doing what I have doing for the past three years. In the end, I will succeed.

First of all, I would like to de-classify the apparent air of secrecy that I referred to in my first entry concerning a "mission" of mine. That mission was to re-establish contact with SongMeanings member whoring.for.love, a girl I met three years ago at a summer camp. I joined SongMeanings after finding a common screen-name of hers being used here. After reading the profile, I discovered it was her, and immediately joined this site as a front to my sudden desire to reconnect with her. For one must understand, I have not talked with her since June 2003, and that was cold and brief. I felt afterward that I had betrayed her, just because she seemed to have changed. I wanted now to contact her and let her know she and I are still good friends, even though it seemed not so. Alas, that mission was a failure. Member Whoring.for.love has long ditched the site, and shows no sign of returning. Neither is her listed email address active. I have her phone number, but such spontaneous contact via that method would seem crass and highly unusual. So I have left that path... ...but something else has sprung up since then. On December 25, 2004, an entity known as Margaret contacted me after a year and a half of silence. I replied, and she returned a email on February 19, 2005, declaring she never received my first reply. What makes this more interesting is that I met Margaret at the same location in June 2003. She is radically different from whoring.for.love, in that Margaret is wild, unpredicatable, and like the Kristen I knew from long before, is a seductress who will do anything to have her way. Naturally, at the time I met her, I was weaker and fell for her charms, only to be duped. Since then, my great anger dulled, and I decided to be at least respectful and do what anyone should do to their enemy: show them respect in return, despite the pain they inflict upon you. Some call that Jesus. I call it human. Anyway, I sent her a simple Christmas/Hannukah greeting (she is Jewish) and got the the reply I mentioned earlier. Now I must decide how to handle this re-emergence of my past. I must decide soon, for the time may come when I have to face all my enemies. I would rather convert as many as possible to my side than face hordes. It is destiny. That, I can believe in. Until then, I will keep using this site sporadically. It is actually a rather cool place. I am glad I joined.

And a good one I hope it to be! With luck and skill, 2005 should hold as much promise and success as 2002 did. Could it be because Star Wars films come out on both those years, or something more mysterious? Anyway, as always, I am ready to face my future with the same strength and hope.

I sent an email to an old friend today. She is a member of this site, so I thought we could catch up on old times. Too bad for me; her email address is inactive and none of my mail will go there. It feels like I have been cut-off. And she hasn't visited this site in an ungodly time either. Oh well. Time to move on with life again.

I was listening to my Biology teacher rant about medical colleges and such today when I received this letter: "Alex: I'm gonna rape you!" It was written by no other than Kristen, an aggressive seductress who has gotten in trouble more than once concerning the dress code, tardiness, and bad grades. The scary thing is....she used to be different. She used to be smart. And funny. And beautiful. And my friend.

I have arrived at SongMeanings with a sound mind and eager fingers. Well, it looks like a cool site. Now it is time for me to move on to Step Two of my mission...