This is a site of my personal thoughts and ideas whenever (or if ever) I have any. Anyone looking in is most welcome.

I am only here to caress the sense of your imagination. Written words can be like a dagger, protecting fragile mannerisms in a way that only the heart of a poet can. Even though there are no two lives interconnected in this earthly void with perfection, some of us do have a deeper understanding of life than others. I do not label myself as the better person, only as one who knows how to survive the passage of time with patience and the willpower to endeavor. By staying everlasting in my life's dreams, I continue to believe in the safe keeping of my heart and soul. I hold no hatred, no malice, or deception. But I still tumble endlessly with the cursed misfortunes of human nature.

Shannon/Mama (I'm Violet's mama): I love Jesus, my family, my friends, and bunnies, especially Violet! My favorite thing to do is spend time with God in a quiet place. I love photography, and I want to be a professional photographer someday. I like editing my photos with Picasa 3 and GIMP. I like listening to Christian music a lot. I like to do crafts, read, and spend too much time on the computer (hmmm.....).~~~~ Violet: I'm a 3 year old Mini Rex rabbit. I'm mostly gray with white on my stomach and other places (my color is called Opal). I love to run around in the house when my mama lets me out of my cage, and I also love to run around outside in my pen, eat treats, dig on people (especially my mama!) and do stuff I'm not supposed to, like go upstairs. My favorite treat is tortilla chips and I LOVE them. Mmmm... yummy! Do you have any chips?

Hey guys! It's me, Mikel, and -- true to form -- I'm Fat, Dumb, and just Happy to be here. Quick question, though: Can you spare some change? I'm outa work, baby need's new shoes, my Rolex is not keeping time, and moma's got a loose tooth . . . Oh, and did I mention my gastro-intestinal discomfort? Turns out I’ve exercised so much intestinal fortitude that I developed irritable bowel syndrome! Pretty shitty, huh? Oh, well. What’s a mother to do? Wouldn’t be right to whine over all the little things that make life so innocuous. Let’s just say, I’d hoped for more. To say otherwise would be an inconvenient truth. And, as I’m sure you will see, I’m not that frigid.