They are on their way. My mother called and woke me up at 4:30 this afternoon. They were on the road and headed towards Richmond. Estimated time of arrival: 3:30 pm. I'm doing the last few laps of packing. I haven't touched the kitchen yet, so that'll take me all night. Good thing I'm nocturnal. I just wanted to drop a few lines here before I tear apart my computer. The next time I'll be online will be from my new home in old Virginia. I'm petrified, excited, impatient, and worn to the bone. This experience, overall, has been the hardest thing I can remember having to do. I'd say even harder than college, but then it's been awhile since I've been to college. I've got no time to spare, so I'm off to do some more packing. I can't wait until I'm there and settled. I'll finally get to relax.

My new blog template. Thanks to silverfire for designing my new and beautiful blog template. It's absolutely gorgeous!

What happened to the link?

Go here: http://www.cnn.com/2003/LAW/08/25/judge.sentenced.ap/index.html

This judge was convicted of offering lower sentences and prison terms to women defendents who had sex with him. I'm shaking my head in disgust.

The count down is ticking away. Tick, tick, tick. I can't beleive there's only 3 full days left for me to get ready. My mom and step-dad will be here friday and we will be loading the truck. So I need to be ready to go by Thurdsday night. I'm at the point where I just want to be there already.

I've got my short, 'The Heart of Amun' up on the roving crits board at FM writers. Now I need to go and do some crits for other people. I'm pretty excited about it. I feel like I've stumbled on this secret magical world at that website. Everyone is so sweet. There's this guy who's making a whole new blog template for me. And it's gorgeous! I feel like I should pay him or something. Hmm, I wonder if he'd let me.

My article is still in the planning phases. Tonight I'll hang out in chat and work on it. I'm always inspired when I'm in there because everyone else (in write only) is writing something as well. I wish we all lived on the same block. That would be interesting.

My mom told me she's looking to get comcast in virginia. I'm not sure what that is really. I hope it doesn't mean I'll lose my netzero email address. I really enjoy netzero.

Last night I ate chicken. Then I started to feel really sick. So I laid down and went to bed around 3:30am. When I woke up at 6:30am this morning, I still felt sick. But I was wide awake. So I climbed out of bed and did a lot of work on my website. I revamped my 'works in progress page,' changed and created a couple of backgrounds, changed a ton of fonts and colors, and added an entire new page with links to my favorite sites. To view my webpage, click on the link in the top right corner of the screen. I'm really proud of it, and think it's really coming together.

So last night/this morning I had the strangest dream. I was at my own wedding reception, although I don't remember seeing the groom. It was in a local pub, and everyone in the neighborhood was there. Everyone got along really well, and really enjoyed each other's company. I remember we had just built a house at the end of a street. The surrounding area was open grasslands for miles and miles. It was gorgeous. Overall a very nice dream.

Today I have a lot of shopping to do. I need supplies for this trip, and things for when I get to Virginia. In a moment I'm going to take the time to write out lists. I love lists. They calm me. ; )

I took the extension from the editor. Now I've got until September 8th to write the article. I'm going to do a satire on love. Beyond that I don't know the details. But at least it should be fun. They say to write what you know. I know nothing about love. :)

I keep shooting myself in the foot with this move. I was up all night working on my short story. It's nearly finished, and I'm very happy with it. You know it's a good story when, upon reading the story, you get jittery and nervous about what happens next. An especially good feeling when you're the one that wrote it. But beause I was up all night, I ended up falling asleep at 11am. I only just woke up at 8pm. I have accomplished nothing towards moving today. At this point, I really need every day I can get. But I'll pull it off. I don't have any other option.

I've realized why I sleep all day, and am awake all night. It's fascinating, really. My air conditioning works for shit during the day, so my apartment stays hot. I suffer through the heat. My body has ingeniously decided to sleep during the heat, and be awake when it's cooler at night. God, I love my body.

I feel like a large steaming pile of dung at the moment. I told my editor that I'm moving next week and wouldn't be able to get an article in before the deadline. I told her I'd make it up for the next issue. I just got an email from her offering me an extension. She said she really appreciates my contribution to the magazine. So even though I'm pulling my hair out trying to get all of my stuff ready, I still want to write something for her. Why do I feel like crap? Because I'm racking my brain and can't come up with any ideas on what to write. The theme is romantic love. What do I know about romantic love? Crap. That's what I know. Crap.

If anyone wants to see something funny and laugh their asses off, click on the link below.

http://www.shagrat.net/Html/cows.htm

Now I've seen it all !!

http://www.banburytoday.co.uk/ViewArticle2.aspx?SectionID=687&ArticleID=578635

A MAN claiming to be a vampire says he hopes to demolish the Banbury Cross to attract more creatures of the night to town. He wants people to vote for him in a forthcoming by-election.

What's next? A shrub for president? Oops, already been there.

http://www.cnn.com/2003/TECH/science/08/22/white.whale/index.html

Yeah! The whale that jumped onto the boat off New Zealand is alive and doing well. I had been worried that he wouldn't make it. What a beautiful albino.

I got a lot of packing done today. The finish line is in sight. I'm moving around fish, and cleaning out tanks at the moment. I'm in the planning phases for another article I need to write. The theme needs to be death/dying/rebirth. So far I'm stumped, but I'll figure something out. I'm to the point where I wish I was just in Virginia already. From now until then is the hard part. Argh.

I have given myself a couple of extra days to pack. It should have been easy to get it finished by tomorrow, but with all of my writing, and chatting, and web page work it just didn't happen. This is going to be short and sweet because I have a lot of work to do. When I think about the amount of work that I have to do I start to panick, so I'm not even going to talk about it. Today's the official 'paying for and owning the house' day. Congratulations to the new owners. I can't wait until I get there to see it. I still can't beleive that nobody's managed to send me not even one little picture. *sigh* I guess I'll have to wait. On that note, I've gotta go and get some stuff done.

I found this in a thread on the Straight Dope Message Board. Try it, it made me laugh. : )

While sitting at your desk, make clockwise circles with your right
foot (BY MOVING YOUR ANKLE...be sure you're moving it clockwise). While doing this, draw the number "6" in the air with your right hand. What direction is your foot going in now?

I heard on the news today that California has had it's first fatal shark attack since 1994. http://www.foxreno.com/news/2419847/detail.html is a link to the news story. What amazes me the most was that this woman was wearing a wetsuit and fins, swimming 75 yards from shore, and swimming with seals. Apparently she did it regularily, but she must have known the danger she was putting herself in. From below she must have looked just like a seal. Apparently witnesses on the beach said they saw all of the seals scatter, and then a big fin in the water. I shudder to think about it.

Today I finally called all of my utilities and scheduled to have everything shut off for the move. I even transferred my cell phone number over to a virginian number. It's a bit early, but what the hell. I have a lot to do before I go, but I'm not going to worry about it. I'd rather be in a good mood. That's why I'm listening to Henri Salvadore right now. If you've never heard of him before, but like jazz, I highly recommend him. He's got a voice like silk, and sings mostly in french.

Oh what a beautiful morning...

I just spent nearly 12 hours talking in the fm chat rooms. I know, I know. It's embarassing, and slightly disturbed to spend that much time chatting online. But I couldn't help it. A friend helped me beef up a troubling character. I went on to write nearly a thousand word scene. I told a few ghost stories. I spent most of the evening chatting with a particularily good friend. What can I say? I have a warm glow. I don't think chatting all night is very good to do every night. But night's like last night (and this morning), when you're enjoying someone's company and don't want it to end, they're magic. I've got things to do today. Packing mainly. But I know it's going to be a good day. It already is.

Welcome to My World

My shark WIP is coming along nicely. Yesterday I wrote just over 1K of it. Afterwards some friends at fmwriters.com helped me brainstorm and plot a little bit on my next project. As of right now it's untitled. Today I've been packing more of my things. My plan is to finish packing by friday. A week from friday I am moving up north. While I don't look forward to the frigid winters, I do look forward to being near my family. That gives me three more days to pack, and a week to clean. I'm just waiting for the sky to start falling, the pipes to start bursting, and whatever else that can go wrong to do so. I've never had anything be easy or go as planned. Sooner than later I'll be in the muck of it. Today was my first day of having real moving anxiety. I'm afraid of the unknown. I'm a little sad to be leaving my very comfortable home here. I'm going to stay positive, and keep looking straight ahead. Maybe it was make the pending disasters seem tolerable.

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