And then there was one.

I have realized that my intense likes are Glee. I love Glee. I download Glee.

And then my bottle of wine works very well for a microphone.

And a catalyst for writing blogs that are awesome.

And that you like to help me out with.

And read.


Virginia has gotten quite lonely as of late. I am perfectly content with doing things on my own, but it is difficult in the summer when I am thinking about baseball and raccoons.

Once upon a time, Patrick and I took our nightly journey into the woods behind his house to go to the park. We liked to go to the park for some reason, mostly because I demanded it of him. Swinging was very important at the age of 18.

On this trip, however, we encountered what I now believe may have been a ghost raccoon. Yes, if you look further back in my blog, I drew a picture of a ghost hyena. I now think that I must have channeled this from the ghost raccoon experience.

Patrick was being a good man. I think he may have even been my "almost boyfriend" at that point. So, because of his desire to become my "actual boyfriend", he decided to protect me from the ghost.

Or else, I made him chase it. No one remembers what exactly happened.

Patrick CHASED the ghost raccoon. Its eyes were glowing with some kind of intense, murderous rage.

I was fearful for our lives.

When Pat finally returned, I was relieved to see him intact and breathing. He didn't get turned into a zombie like I suspected him to.

In the end, we made it to the park. We planned to go to a baseball game.

And then it never happened.

So, on June 9th, 2011, about 5 years late, I am making it up to you Patrick. :)

I'll draw later. Bottle of wine microphone + glee reruns are calling me.