The Secret Life of Talula McPeach

...in which the most top-secret, mortifying events are chronicled for the benefit of the world.

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( 9:56 PM )

Dear World, P.S. And every time I update my blog now, my archives disappear or most of them disappear. It's very confusing. It's been happening ever since I moved it from Blogspot over to my own site. I was mad and I tried switching to Moveable Type because that's what Laura did and her blog looks great, but it was too hard for me to do and I got frustrated so I went back to Blogger but it's all kind of messed up. So please bear with me while I figure it out. I guess some days there will be archives, and some days there won't.

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( 9:52 PM )

Dear World, Do you want the good news or the bad news first? Ok the good news is that something big is happening, everything is connected, all is one. That's a little bit scary too though. It's not all good. The bad news (which is also connected to the good news and I will explain) is that Henry, my one true friend in this world, is DEAD. Dead. I found him outside and I don't know how he got there but then I was running to pick him up and he hopped into the street and got creamed by an SUV. It was one of the worst moments of my life. I know, you can say he was just a frog, but he was my friend, and I went away and left him, and who knows, I wasn't really spending too much time with him in the last few weeks and part of me thinks it's my fault, that he got out on purpose. But anyway it was an SUV. That is where it gets weird because it's almost symbolic. SUVs represent all that is reprehensible about this world, to me anyway. Gluttony and pollution and waste and hubris... (is that the right word?) and I just wish everyone would stop being so wasteful... I'm worried about the planet... and this is where it gets really weird. The day I got back, instead of going straight home I went to San Francisco and joined this big protest that was going on, against the war. Well it's not a war yet but I'm scared that it will be. My dad said that Vietnam was a horrible time and he lost a lot of his friends and that people don't remember how horrible it is. I want to do my part to make it not happen again. So I got to this thing and it was packed, there must have been thousands of people. But I pushed my way up front. Just in time to see STARHAWK. Do you know who she IS??? Well if you don't, this is her:

I just read her book, The Spiral Dance. She's a wiccan pro-earth activist. She is amazing!!! I learned so much from her and there she was, right in front of me, and I got to see her up so close... She wore a pink sash and said it represented female power and that women should wear these to show that we are rising up, for peace. I think that's what she said. It was a bit hot and so crowded I couldn't really breathe too well. Anyway then I looked down and there was this guy with a shirt that said "KILL YOUR SUV."

Then it hit me really hard, that I was there in that place in that moment for a reason. I have to do something about the SUVs. And I have a plan. Details soon. I am really tired right now, I need to call my dad, and I need to write back to about 8 very sweet (and probably [hopefully] cute) boys who have been wondering where I went because we were emailing and then I disappeared. I would never do that on purpose. Ok I know I have destroyed a life here and/or there (Pete, Henry, etc) but Pete was in self-defense and Henry I swear it was an accident. Oh I am so sad I think I'm going to cry.

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