This has just been a horrible week for me! With my fiance's grandma facing yet another bout with colon cancer and my great uncle dying from cancer, this week sucked. On that note, I'll be gone to spend time with the family and doing the funeral thing.

Phyle happenings and gossip!!

Dranik now has enough medals to make a Death Star. Although this time around he only got one CF. What's up with that?! Hehehe, he also got a DC for earning 5 Letters of Commendation. Keep up the good work and be sure to make me a yacht out of your medals.

Wait! I can make my own ship with all the medals I've got. Yup I was awarded a StA for all the stuff I do and what not. Bunch of blah, blah, blah, go read it on your own time stuff.

Hey do you want a StA??? Well then get to work! I've been known to request them when one does a sufficient amount of work for the phyle.

Competition stuffs!!

There's a new competition out for the house. Details are as follows:

"Run away, Run away!!"

Someone has done something to make the QUA mad- mad enough to kill. Who is it? What did they do? Where will the person hide?

Write a minimum 1 page story (12 pt font) or a minimum 24 line poem (12 pt font). Can be serious or funny. This is open to ALL House members.

Send entries to: [Log in to view e-mail addresses]

Entries are due by March 26, 2004

I'm currently working on revamping the website and upgrading it to one a former member gave to me. It'll look sweeter and be easier for me to update on my own time. Have some patience with me. In the mean time I'd like to urge you guys to make a website of your own. Put some of your works up and just have fun with it. I'd like to have a section that links to these websites so others can see all you wish for them to see. I'll even code it for you if you so desire.

Question of the week.

Did flying croc win or did flying shark win?

And now for this weeks moment of zen.

While sitting at another meeting from Anshar about house going ons someone in your section lets out a big one. The sound echos around the room and grabs everyones attention. Along with the sound comes a really bad stench. Everyone by now has turned around and seemingly glaring at you for letting off some gas. When you start to look around you realize that they are not looking at you but at the apprentice behind you. His face is beet red and the smell is driving people out of the room. The meeting is called off for the day and resumed later. The next day you notice that the apprentice is no where to be found.