Too many essays....

I don't recommend to anyone to take on two research and writing intensive courses at the same time.  What a bad idea.  I've had to pump out a good ten pages a week. One plus is that I'm learning how to write.  I'm still having problems with my punctuation.  Commas are so confusing; I read Diana Hacker's explanation of commas, over and over and over and over again; just  when I think I really know what I'm doing, it's shown to me that I really don't. I am sure that most life follows this theme.

 My camera is out of batteries and slightly broken..... So,, no new art-process pictures.  Instead...........
This is mugwort...

I want to mention this plant because it grows wild all over Burlington.  It has dark green leaves with a more silvery-green color underneath the leaf.  We have been making mugwort tea at my house lately  because it encourages  lucid dreaming...  I haven't personally had a lucid dream from mugwort, but it tastes good.  Here is some information I found on this web site ( http://www.holisticjunction.com/displayarticle.cfm?ID=3900)
"Medicinal uses for mugwort: Mugwart stimulates the nervous system and it has been known to be used to stimulate the uterus to bring on menses or in very large doses abortion. This plant should not be used during pregnancy. Mugwort is used in all conditions dealing with nervousness, shaking, and insomnia. It stimualtes the kidneys and sweat glands. It has a reputation as a mild hallucinogen. It has an oil that makes it a useful aromatic bitter for general stomach upset, flatulence, indigestion. Mugwort is often found growing next to Stinging Nettle." ,,

So my stalker has been at it again.  It's a really scary thing when a guy won't leave you alone no matter how many fronts you block him on.  I got a message on face book a couple days ago from a girl named Andrea in Austin Texas;  the last message was from Californian half way house owner that said he caught him using his face book page to send me messages.  So I'm like, "whose Andrea?" 

Keep in mind, last year this asshole called my college pretending that he was an angry parent whose daughter was afraid to take classes because I was shooting drugs in the bathroom of school.  All because I dumped him.  I had good reason to: he attacked my really friendly emo neighbors for setting off fire works, and on top of that, I caught him lying. He couldn't even lie about important things, just the meaningless details...  

Here is the message I got from him disguised as a fat girl from Texas on face book.  Straight from the stalker's mouth:

hey its me. nice profile pic but, you look really sad. between this pic and the paintings youve been bustn out w/, im kinda worried and concerned. i wish you would speek to me but, i know theres nothin i could say or, do to help that happen-.maybe one day, maybe not. all i can say is that you still remain in my heart, and ive been think'n about you alot lately.wat can i say, i lov ya-lov ya a like a friend. im still deeply sorry for the outrageously horrible deed i did, as well as the rest of my horrible behaviors; at the time, I was sick in so many ways. i truely hope you are ok but,its hard to believe so, by your art and this pic.i wish you well, gewel. and i do wish that we could periodically keep in touch thru email. it would be a bueatiful thing if we could patch up some of the mess and be friends.im so sorry for what i did. miss ya, gewel.......

This is the picture he is referring to in this letter....  I feel like I look lost in thought...not sad

This is what abusive people do;they try to zero in on your defects, no matter how slight, and exploit them to their advantage. What a stupid jerk face.   He cant even take the time to capitalize his f#ck*ng I's.