tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660764619120593708.post2302727547072468179..comments2023-09-29T05:42:23.751-07:00Comments on The Writing Center: 16 hours on the busS.Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11006369937884305697noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660764619120593708.post-7187078193372165942008-09-24T16:32:00.000-07:002008-09-24T16:32:00.000-07:00Wow. Sorry this comment is so late, but it's hard...Wow. Sorry this comment is so late, but it's hard to get a chance to read this blog anymore, let alone respond to an amazing entry like this one. (I can't even eat cereal anymore without it getting almost inedibly soggy.) Anyway, amazing writing, girl. I got lost in all of the descriptions, and I felt like I was there, too.Leannahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05916339793849261845noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660764619120593708.post-49462280308615501822008-09-20T22:04:00.000-07:002008-09-20T22:04:00.000-07:00That's still no excuse for not going to bed. You k...That's still no excuse for not going to bed. <BR/><BR/>You know, you're not the only person to refer to me as a hippie. Though you are the only person to call me a little hippie chick. <BR/><BR/>(PS - Sis. Morgan is allowed to call me little, because we're the same height.)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660764619120593708.post-88109426921375366102008-09-17T21:09:00.000-07:002008-09-17T21:09:00.000-07:00Wow.Wow.Chanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16906940679027657843noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660764619120593708.post-90721944632513868232008-09-17T13:02:00.000-07:002008-09-17T13:02:00.000-07:00Gosh girl, you can write.Gosh girl, you can write.iBohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11943181297270155845noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660764619120593708.post-22320399749707758942008-09-17T09:24:00.000-07:002008-09-17T09:24:00.000-07:00I think you don't look like a "Mormon" because you...I think you don't look like a "Mormon" because you have a quietness about you (which we should all have), instead of the usual predictable "busy-ness." You lack the frantic I-got-to-get-there-now-and-get-out-of-my-way" cultural attitude. That's why I call you my little "hippie chick."S.Morganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11006369937884305697noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660764619120593708.post-16151085488298669072008-09-17T09:21:00.000-07:002008-09-17T09:21:00.000-07:00I would love to go to bed, but I've decided it wil...I would love to go to bed, but I've decided it will take surgery to cut out memories, which start up with every new season change. Your bus description is an incredible treat to read. Each line is a deft original stroke that paints each person as a complete individual. As a veteran of many bus stations, I could almost smell that sour urine bus smell and feel the hard floor and bedroll under my S.Morganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11006369937884305697noreply@blogger.com