gytha x-tie.

excuse me as i blow the virtual dust off of this bitch and scratch a few notes down.

i have returned, eupheme!  i know that everyone missed me.  everyone i met, anyway, who was... oh... no one.  okay, there were a couple of people.  (charlotte?  still alive out there?)  and for those of you who were wondering where i was, here's the dl:  i was in juvie.

"juvie?" you ask.  "what's a nice girl like you doing in a place like that?"

like i said.  no one here really knows me.  

i went home to DC to visit Clarissa, who was sick.  while i was there, i decided to pass the time by holding a peaceful protest at a local KFC.  if you don't know the controversy behind KFC, do yourself a favor and look it up.  and i'm not talking about the mistreatment of their chickens, either.  

i'm talking about the fact that they don't use chickens, but genetically engineered chicken-flavored beasts.  try looking it up on google, and you will likely get a whole bunch of information to the contrary.  these, gentle reader, are lies.  be informed.  be informed.

during this peaceful protest, one or more fires may have been started unintentionally or intentionally.  someone may have been charged with arson and put into a "home for at-risk youth."

that's right, bitches.  i'm a delinquent.  how you like them apples?

sincerely,
gytha, inmate number 145.

xox