In a message dated 8/9/02 12:28:43 AM, goldbb2@earthlink.net writes:
Mom graduated from medical school today, I'm so proud of her. The ceremony
was very moving. I still feel kind of bad though, she put it aside when
I was born and it's only recently that she went back to finish. But what's
done is done. Now she can begin her residency. She hasn't said where yet
though.
Dad sent flowers, but mom threw them away without even looking at the card.
In canon, what kind of person is Ami's father? Is he a *completly* absent
parent? I've seen some fanfics say he's divorced, some say he's a wandering
artist (painter, not marital artist)...
You got me.
Clearly Dr. Anderson thinks he's scum... what is he in this fic?
Yeah, scum's a good word...
I hope we stay in Saint Paul, I love the winters here. I've said it before
and I'll say it again. Ice is nice.
Hmm, ice is pretty to look at, but cold isn't pleasant.
To the one who will be the Senshi of Ice it is.
Amy Lynn Angela Anderson, sighed as she stepped out of the elevator onto
the seventh floor of the condo building. Here she was, the best student in
school, honors program, band, and volunteer at the boys and girls club
mentoring young scientists, and her math teacher was still giving her
only mid-level calculus. Where was the challenge? Trig, at the very least,
some physics would be nice too.
US schools, someone with enough brains can skip grades if she wants to,
even graduate early and go on to college.
If she has any say at all in her education, she would be doing something
which challenges her.
If being the operative word in that sentance. What I'm going for in Amy's
case is genius without direction. That, she doesn't realize the stuff she
comes up with is all that incredible.
[snip]
Amy Lynn stared out at the scenery as her mother's convertible whisked
them down the back road.
"Where are we going again?" she asked.
"Juuban Hollow," her mother replied. "It's where I was born."
"Juuban...Mom, Juuban is a Japanese word."
Honestly, I see little need to use the particular name Juuban -- you
could use the translation (the number "ten," I think), or some variant
thereof.
That seems to be the common consenus so far..
[snip]
Doctor Jackson hugged her as well. He smelled of apples...and some kind
of sterilization chemicals.
That's not apples and "sterilization chemicals," that's hard cider! :)
In the south, its the same thing. :)
Her Mother handed her a twenty. "Go down to the general store, dear,
buy yourself a soda and a snack." She turned back to Doctor Jackson. "I'm
looking forward to this, Arthur."
"Not much to look forward to, I'm afraid," Doctor Jackson replied. "Most
injuries the people prefer to treat themselves, even severed limbs.
Surely this is an exaggeration!? And if it's not, then at least have
Dr. Anderson exclaim this or something like it.
She wishes he was exxagerating...
"You're not going to see many patients and the few you do see are usually
from
Black Mountain Plantation where they have a little more sense then to treat
an injury by drinking more beer."
heh :)
Hey, frontier medicine. :)
They vanished inside, leaving Amy Lynn to her own devices.
*****************
The general store lay in the middle of town, a ramshackle old building
with a neon open sign in the window that was half burnt out. The painted sign
on the front read "OKASA P General Store" in green and gold letters that had
been faded by the sun. A tall, blonde-haired man wearing a white apron, jeans
and an old T-shirt was sweeping the front walk and he gave her a friendly
smile as she went past.
Why "OKASA P?" The original was "OSA P," if I remember right. You *might*
choose to name it "Osaka P" or somesuch, but I don't think that okasa is
a real japanese word.
You might be right. Hmmm.
A Great Dane lay on the front the porch, and it's ears flicked as she
made her way up the steps. Now that she was closer and could get a better
look, she realized that a small scar, shaped like a crescent moon adorned the
dog's forehead. Amy Lynn held out her hand for the dog to sniff and when it
didn't growl at her, she scratched it's head between the ears before heading
inside.
One advantage for Luna and Artemis as Great Danes, as compared to cats...
they will surely be able to defend themselves against kids picking on them.
Great Danes? Plural? No, no, no, my friend. Remember, this is a Komodo fic.
Things that look like errors might be ther a bitch? Heh, you've *got*
to work that joke into some future chapter :)
Inside was a few tables, unoccupied, shelves of groceries and a long
L-shaped
s/was/were/
[snip]
Entry #120
We arrived in Juuban Hollow today. It's a really small place with not
much to do. Molly, who's mom runs the general store and her friend Bunny
showed
me around.
I lie. This place is horrible. The library's books are out of date and
there's not even any cellular service so my wireless modem won't work.
I HATE THIS PLACE!
Even if it's designed to work wireless, couldn't one hook the modem up
to a normal telephone line? Sure, she'd need two phone lines in her
house, and obviously she won't be online when she's around town with her
laptop, but it's better than nothing.
It's a very rural town and phone expenses are prohibitive. There nearest ISP
is miles away.
By the way, what's a good synonym for "Online?"
Also, libraries have interlibrary loans. Ok, she can't browse the stacks,
looking for interesting books, but again, it's better than nothing.
True, but it's funnier this way.
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