Sunday.

Got beaten by Cub at Wii, apparently. At a boxing match, no less. :P
Interesting and insightful Mass - "Be gracious". Good one, universe, I need that.
Thinking about Denver and wolfsandwich. Man, I really really need you guys around me. Solid solid folk. Uhm, no brain-tan. *LOL* ;)
And taking part at the FOC_U thing. It's for POC fen. (I keep wanting to write 'fern').
And Denver, yes, Denver. If H1N1 blows over and I give birth, well, I am looking at another trip... *grin*

A short story called "Promise".

The olives hang, a rich purple and green, in the midst of peridot leaves. They look almost ripe for picking, plump beneath the fingers, promise of liquid amber. It is the same throughout the entire grove. Purple, green and golden.
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And a short story titled Leaving For Nanyang: HERE. Written in honor of my paternal great grandmother and grandmother, inspired by something told to me by my grandmother. Immigration. Leaving home. Chinese diaspora. And Hui An, Fujian, where both my grandfather and grandmother came from.