My Cardboard Balcony

Yummy Yum by Belinda Roddie The snow dragon goes nom, nom, nom while its victim's unable to go vroom, vroom, vroom Fiberglass is its favorite morning snack Run to spare yourself from its next attack

A Quarter For Every "I'm Sorry" by Belinda Roddie Apologetic Alice was broke by the end of the week.  

Both Involve Knives by Belinda Roddie Cameron considered a career in culinary arts. She chose violence.

Ten Years by Belinda Roddie Ten years of wearing rainbows on my sleeves. Ten years of not feeling sour on Valentine's Day. Ten years of wandering far from university. Ten years of wondering if I'm doing it right. Ten years of love and work and smiles and tears. Ten years of new horizons and discoveries. Ten years of unexpected twists and turns. Ten years of, surprisingly, no gray hairs. Let's make it ten more years. And then ten more after that. And then ten more after that. And then ten more after that. And then ten more after that. And then ten more after that. And then ten more after that. And maybe even ten more, if I'm lucky. Because here I am, eating capellini and drinking red wine. Here I am, exploring a new city in the drizzle of February's eyes. Here I am, dressing up in costumes and playing pretend. As if I never ever grew up. Not that I ever wanted to. Here I am. Here I am. Ten years later.

Midnight Brew Staying up late? Choose peppermint chocolate tea. Nice and hot.

Christ, I am so glad to have a week long break. I want to do more fun DnD content and gaming. I want to spend more time with newer and older friends. I want to run collaborative writing sessions. I want to see my original play read yet again. I want to have a calm Valentine's Day with the wifey. I want to sleeeeeep. Let's do thiiiiis. Have a great night and a great weekend, everyone.

Alcohol & Alignments by Belinda Roddie Lawful Good, Neutral Neutral, and Chaotic Evil all met up at a tavern. They all got very, very drunk. No one knows who started the fire.