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This has been a crazy Christmas season for us. We've been incredibly busy, my Christmas shopping isn't completely done (thank goodness some of it can wait until after Christmas, as I won't be seeing some people until then ([livejournal.com profile] naelany, have you sent Dustin's Christmas list yet?), but there's still presents to wrap for either tonight or tomorrow, and so on. Alex and I have (I think) decided not to do stockings this year because we're just too busy to shop, and it's Christmas Eve. I am not going anywhere near the malls today. I am also not doing this again--next year, I will have my driver's license, and I will have all of my shopping/crafting done by the week before Christmas! Stop laughing! Stop it, I say!

At least we're not hosting this year. The house is nowhere near clean enough for company. We're doing Christmas Eve (today) at Mum-in-Law's house, and then we're having Christmas Day with my family. My mother has promised me sticky buns, which are traditional for both Thanksgiving and Christmas in my family. I haven't had any yet this year. I am so looking forward to those little nuggets of caramelly goodness. And coffee. I'm still on my first cup this morning, but there will be more. Never mind that it claims to be decaf! (We are out of caffeinated coffee--woe!)

Knitpicks really needs to stop sending me their catalogs and e-mails, and I need to stop reading Yarn Harlot. I have been inspired lately, both in knitting and in writing, and so I've been doing those things instead of preparing for Christmas like a good girl. On the upside, I've gotten quite a bit of knitting done and experimented with some different things, and some stories are developing quite nicely in note form. But I need to do some real writing, practice driving (not really feasible right now with all of the ice we've had lately), get myself all squared away for school, etcetera etcetera. But writing and knitting are so much more fun! I also went momentarily insane and wondered what would happen if I decided to knit Christmas presents for all of my family and friends. The sensible part of my brain whispered, "You would have to start planning now." Maybe some of my friends will get knitted presents next year. My brother has expressed an interest in a Slytherin House Scarf. Maybe I'll get him one for his birthday. In August. Hee hee.

In other news, I found my camera. Unfortunately, the battery has died. I need to find the charger in my disorganized house. As soon as the charger is found and the camera is resurrected, pictures will follow. I have a Flickr account and everything. I also go in to get my hair done again on January 20, so I'll try to get that long-promised picture of my red-renewed hair then.

Maybe I'll do some spinning today. Or maybe I'll finally perfect the pattern for That Which Should Not Be Knitted so that I can post pictures of it after Christmas. Decisions, decisions...I really should be wrapping presents...I wonder where I put my llama cookie cutter? You're laughing again.

May all of you have a happy holiday, no matter what you're celebrating this season! I am so glad to have all of you in my life! *snugs to all*
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Today, I was walking from finishing a good driving lesson to quickly grab some lunch before I had to meet with a class group. I had my iPod going, and it was playing "Your Song" as sung by Ewan MacGregor in Moulin Rouge. So, there was nifty swelling music in my ear, and even though it was raining, I was in a very good mood. Then a random young man came up to me and said, "Would you like an umbrella?" He offered me a bright blue umbrella, which I gladly accepted. The blueness of the umbrella (it is exactly the shade of blue of a cloudless spring sky) perked me up even more. I was also interested to find, taped to the handle, an invitation for me to Repent and Accept the Good News. This seems to me to be the most useful ministry ever. Having already Accepted the Good News, I felt free to happily use the umbrella. I opened the umbrella and was surrounded by blue just as the sun peeked out from behind the clouds and the song reached its climactic chords. Good times. It's amazing how much joy a blue umbrella can bring.

Today was crazy-busy, but I still managed to crank out half a letter to Jane over my morning coffee. I hope to finish that up this evening and post it. I have turned in my paper, and now I have another one to write--but this second one should be much easier. I plan to write that after the Thanksgiving holiday.

Speaking of Thanksgiving, that's tomorrow! We are going over to my mom-in-law's house tomorrow, after picking up Alex's sister and brother-in-law. There will be food and a big puzzle and a cat who will revel in all of the attention that she is going to get. I expect that my cat will be lonesome, which means that he should get lots of love this evening (providing I can catch him).

Since I probably won't be posting tomorrow, I just wanted to wish all of you a Very Happy Thanksgiving. May your holiday be full of food and family, and may you be able to relax! I am very thankful for all of you.

I think that I shall go and see about getting some fun writing done while Alex plays Lego Star Wars. Or maybe I'll just knit mindlessly. We'll see.

Alas!

Sep. 28th, 2006 08:33 am
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So, Alex is now in Washington, and I have to stay here because I have to go to school. I miss him. However, I do get to stay with my parents, which means that, between school and driving lessons and things like that, I don't have any chores to do. This means that I can write! I feel a little worried about the state that the house will be in when we return in a couple of days, but I doubt it will be anything terrible. Loki is actually very restrained when it comes to destruction of property. I wouldn't be surprised if he finds one of his feather sticks and spreads the feathers around, though.

[livejournal.com profile] vesta_aurelia wrote an LJ entry recently on "The Greek Chorus," which she describes as "that nattering chorus in the back of your own head that mutters and sneers at your every accomplishment, making each achievement -- no matter how great or glorious -- small and neglible." I have one of these, and it constantly chants, "You will never be a writer." I'm working on shutting it up, but it's difficult. I have a hard time sitting down and disciplining myself to write, even though it is one activity that I truly love. This confuses me somewhat. I do know that, unless I make the time to write every day, I am doomed to failure. This depresses me, as I'm having a hard time figuring out where to carve out some time. I think that I can do it Monday, Wednesday, and Friday between classes, but I need to find a safe, secret place to do it, free from distractions. This should be my next mission.

It doesn't help that I do have other responsibilities, and most of these have to come before my writing. That also bugs me. I understand that it must be this way, but it still bugs me.

I am missing my coffee this morning. This slightly foofy non-caffeine tea is just not the same. I shall probably try to hunt up some black tea in a little while. My parents do their best, but both of them have high blood pressure, so they're not supposed to drink caffeine. Thus, there is probably no caffeine in the house. Drat.

Ah, well. I got to have a nice chat with both parents yesterday. I am also reading a book called Ghost Writer that is really very fascinating. I highly recommend it.

I should probably go and put some clothes on (yay, pajamas!) and then call my driving teacher to see if he will come and pick me up here rather than making me take the bus to Eugene. Further updates later.

Oh! And before I forget, go and read Geoffrey Chaucer Hath a Blog. If you like Chaucer/medieval literature, you will love this. It's hilarious.

ADDENDUM: My wordsmith.com word for the day is "avast," as in, "Avast, ye scurvy Greek Chorus! Yer foul chanting shall have no effect on me piratical soul! Arrrrrrrrr!"
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Yes, I am working a bit. Not for money, but working on Cassandra's Codex. It goes a bit slowly, but she's talking to me again, and that's progress. I think she was sulking a bit earlier. I'm having a hard time writing the scene that comes after what I've already posted, but the scene following that is actually flowing nicely in my head. I just have to discipline myself, write the difficult scene, and then write the fun one.

This has been an interesting weekend. We came up to Washington so that Alex could take care of some things for his dad. Yesterday, Alex and Jason went tool shopping, and they were kind enough to drop me off at Borders before they left. (I tend to be very bored by tools; bookshops, on the other hand, can endlessly hold my attention.) I finally managed to pick up The Gates of Sleep by Mercedes Lackey, which I have been looking for for some time. (That's one of the Masters series, [livejournal.com profile] arianadream--I'll lend it to you when I get home. I think you'll like it.) I also purchased a blank book that has graph paper pages and a leather cover, justifying that purchase with the argument that it is perfect for charting knitting patterns and keeping track of projects of that kind. This is true, of course. Also, this book looks much better at SCA events than my canary yellow miniature legal pad that I usually use. I also bought a Calendar of Saints book from the bargain shelf for medieval research purposes. I was remarkably restrained, leaving many tempting books on their shelves, where they belonged (at least for the present).

That done, I wandered over to the in-store cafe', ordered an iced mint tea (mmm!), and settled at a sunny window to relax. I had my knitting with me, but I didn't manage to actually do any. Instead, I pulled out my PDA and started writing about how irresistible new notebooks are and what it's like to buy one when you don't really need it. Here is an excerpt:
Blank Book Seduction )

This is just one example of the silliness that occasionally comes into my head when I am in a writing mood and don't have a proper notebook with me. The PDA, while practical, is simply not the same. I do plan to finish this little piece and refine it eventually, simply because it amuses me and I know that I am not the only one who has been seduced by a particularly spiffy blank book. My drawer at home is getting rather full.

After my lovely morning, Alex and Jason returned to tell me that, while the tool shop they had originally wanted to visit was closed, they had managed to visit a camping store instead. Alex purchased stainless steel espresso cups and margarita/martini glasses for camping. I was highly amused. (Yes, we have made margaritas while camping--at Egil's, in fact--and they are delicious when you just want to kick back and relax.) We all went to lunch and then shopped for dinner. Following that, we headed back to Jason's house so that he and Alex could "weld things to other things."

While Alex and Jason played with torches and metal in the front driveway (something to do with the Jeep), I took advantage of the nice weather to sit out in the backyard, knit, and read. I was over halfway through The Gates of Sleep by the end of the day. (For further updates on my knitting, see [livejournal.com profile] needle_ninja later on today.) We had dinner with Jason and his girlfriend, Heather. It was very nice. After that, Alex and I went back to his dad's apartment, where we pretty much immediately went to bed. I finished The Gates of Sleep at about two this morning, ironically. I proceeded to fall asleep with the light on, and I had weird dreams. I have no discipline when it comes to reading a good book, and the gates of sleep were closed to me until I finished, in any case.

Today has been relatively relaxed. I find myself with a good deal of time on my hands, but I do have much to do in that time. I shall probably update [livejournal.com profile] needle_ninja, then improve my mind with a good book or see about getting some writing done. This week looks to be pretty busy by the time we get home--we have to go and buy more flooring for upstairs, and we have to get another load from the old house, or at least sort through some of the boxes that we've already moved. And I need more driving lessons! Must call the driving school when I return home.

More updates later, when I think of more to say. There is a chai latte here that needs drinking.
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This morning begins with ginger scones with blackcurrant jam and a hazelnut latte. Life is good thus far.

I am feeling terrifically busy but, as usual, I have brought it upon myself. Warrior's Revel is this weekend, and I have scribal stuff to accomplish before then. I will have no time to make new garb before the event, and that causes me sorrow. I also have to make some phone calls, confirm driving lessons and hair appointments, get things set up so that I can return borrowed objects, and do some cleaning. Luckily, we've already been doing some cleaning, so the house is getting better. It's not anywhere near clean yet, but it is better.

I have written a paragraph this morning! Again, it's not a huge deal, but it is a start! If I can finish the chapter without impeding my scribal duties, that would be awesome. We'll see how that goes.

I have been thinking a good deal about writing lately. I think that I find writing about writing easier than actually writing. But [livejournal.com profile] fearga passed on some great advice: "If you're going to write, then *write.*" So I am. I hope to get a little bit of writing in every day.

Well, I had better scoot. Lots to do and less time to do it in.

Aargh.

Dec. 11th, 2005 12:16 pm
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I went back and deleted all of the text from Cassandra's Codex. I didn't like the beginning: too slow, not enough action. Plus, it doesn't get across what I want to and I've decided that things happening there should actually happen much later in the story, if they happen at all. Bah.

Luckily, I've got some notes that should lead to a better beginning. Still, it hurts to delete 3 1/2 pages of actual writing.

Time to try again.
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Here I sit, sipping beer. I would swill it, as I understand that swilling is actually the appropriate method for consuming beer, but the beer is too good. So, I sip it instead.

Tonight is the Assylum Christmas Party. I feel honored to be made part of the tradition. I did not live at the Assylum, and neither did Alex, but we have been absorbed. It's lovely to be part of an insane, slightly dysfunctional family. We are forgoing the Traditional Turkey Fiasco this year in favor of some pot roast that is smelling absolutely fantastic at the moment. (The Traditional Turkey Fiasco usually involves some horrible misfortune befalling the turkey, at which point Alex steps in and saves the day. This year, he saved the day by making pot roast instead.) There are also cookies. They are yummy cookies, but I have been forbidden to touch them until the company gets here. Drat.

I have been amazingly hilarious this trip, but I can't remember any of the funny conversations we have had. This upsets me greatly. My short-term memory is truly dreadful. My long-term memory is not much better, but that's all right. I do remember that we watched Fantastic 4 last night. The movie is absolutely dreadful, but we enjoyed mocking it. Do not bother watching it. It is truly, truly not worth it.

I am also feeling wonderfully productive. Cassandra's Codex is coming along nicely, but I'm not going to post any of it until I have at least Chapter 1 done. I'll let you all know when that happens, and then I'll be posting there regularly (I hope!) after that. All of you who have requested to be added to the friends list for [livejournal.com profile] cassandra_codex have been added, as far as I know. I'll double-check before I post the first entry. I'm still not happy with what I have so far, but some tweaking will happen after I finish the first chapter and before I post. I would also like to emphasize that the chapters that are posted on [livejournal.com profile] cassandra_codex are going to be pretty rough. Thanks for bearing with me.

I have knitted 35 rows on my winter scarf. At this rate, I may be done about when winter ends. Ah, well. Next year, I shall have a nice warm scarf to go with my hat. *hugs hat*

I think that I must go and either try to write or attempt to read. Writing sounds good. Maybe I'll do some notes, as company is expected soon and I do not wish any actual writing to be interrupted.
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Characters choose the most inconvenient times to dominate one's life.

Picture the scene, if you will:

I sit quietly in front of my laptop, tap-tapping away on a rather difficult paper about Origen of Alexandria and his interpretation of Scripture in the second and third century C.E.. Just as I am getting down to the nitty-gritty of why Origen actually had a decent grasp of logic, a young woman of about sixteen with black hair and dreamy hazel eyes starts poking me in the shoulder with the point of her fountain pen. I brush her away irritably, but she insists. The girl whispers in my ear:

"Just so you know, my favorite color is green and my favorite magazine is Scientific Wizard Weekly."

My concentration is broken. Cassandra has struck again.

It is very difficult to work on school projects when Cassandra is looking over my shoulder. She is constantly coming up with interesting things to tell me. Some of these tidbits are relevant to the story I'm writing about her, some are not, but all of them fascinate me and reveal more about her and the world she lives in. While I'm grateful for the information, I don't always have time to tear myself away from my homework in order to jot down every little detail. I have my notebook nearby, but I usually have to finish this paper/read this work/do this other thing before I can write down the ethereal whispers she bestows upon my brain. However, if I don't write down her revelations within a certain amount of time, she starts poking me. That's the only way to describe it. She's patient up to a certain point, but she's also very persistent. She really doesn't understand why school papers are so important.

Cassandra came into my life on November 2, and she promptly usurped all other story ideas. Every bit of creative writing that I have done since November 2 has revolved around her, her personality, her world, her parents, her interests, and her adventures in magical research. You would think that such a quiet young lady would be more reserved, but she can be quite stubborn when she wants to be. While this is all quite wonderful, and I am pleased to welcome her into the craziness that is my creative mind, it is also highly inconvenient. I have two short papers due on Tuesday and one longer paper due on Monday, and I haven't gotten very far on any of them. Cassandra, on the other hand, has received 13 handwritten pages of notes. I think she's trying to drive me insane. That, or she wants me to fail my classes so that I will be forced to write for a living.

Since I have so many writers for friends, I figured that most of the people who read this journal would understand my plight. Share your stories, do: Which characters of yours have attempted to take over your life? How did you subdue them? I would appreciate any tips.

BOOYAH!

Oct. 5th, 2005 03:07 pm
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On the radio news today, I heard a report about the decline of songbirds and scientists' idea to fit certain songbirds with cell phone-type transmitters for tracking purposes. The reporter, however, literally said that scientists planned to fit the songbirds with cell phones. My brain immediately provided the following conversation:

BIRD (over cell phone): Chirp! Cheep cheep chirp.
SERIOUS-LOOKING RESEARCHER: (to other researcher) He says that he's in Egypt!
BIRD: Cheep chirp cheep.
SERIOUS-LOOKING RESEARCHER: He says that it's very warm!
BIRD: Chirp cheep cheep!
SERIOUS-LOOKING RESEARCHER: He says that the butterflies are delicious there.
OTHER RESEARCHER: Okay, so are we getting any useful information?

Okay, so it's not as funny in type as it was in my brain. Oh, well.

In other news, Swashbuckler Files is getting off to a better-organized, the-better-to-trick-you-dear-reader start, thanks to discussions with Alex. He is absolutely excellent at helping me solidify my ideas. There's been a fundamental change, but it will definitely turn this into a better story. Romance! Danger! Mystery! Swordfighting! Aliens! BOOYAH!

I'm off to get these ideas down before they fly away.

Owie.

Sep. 17th, 2005 10:57 pm
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My head hurts. Whine, whimper, whine.

Alex is playing Midevil on his PSPuny. It is hilarious. I would want to play it, but my head hurts. Did I mention that I had a headache? Owie. Ow, ow, owie. I still sit here and snicker at the funniness. Snicker, snicker, owch.

In other news, I now have one single-spaced page of Secret of the Single Sock typed. I need to do a little skipping about, I think, in order to get some of the scenes hammered out. I also need to figure out if my main character's great-great-aunt might have been a young woman during WWI. I think that would work out, but I need to get all of my history straightened out and the timeline set out in my head before I can be sure. Flashbacks are fun! Yay!

I am tempted to post the first paragraph of the story here, but it is short. Quite short.

Has anyone else noticed the trend in books of placing "a novel" after the title of novels? I mean, it's as if we, the readers, would never figure out that we were reading a novel without the authors telling us that we are. I have half a mind to title my first book "Insert Title Here: A Book." That'll get it on the best-seller list for sure.

I have almost finished Half-Blood Prince. If my head stops hurting, I may be able to finish the book tonight. If not, I shall lull myself to sleep with Mary Queen of Scots and see about finishing Half-Blood Prince tomorrow. I have my suspicions about who the Half-Blood Prince might be, but no spoilers until I finish the book. *shakes finger warningly at the world at large*

My entries lately have been short and, it seems, without much purpose other than to splatter my babblings across the internet. But, honestly, isn't that what LJ is for?

[livejournal.com profile] brightshadowsky, can we talk soon about formatting my LJ? I have some nifty ideas, but I'm not sure how to implement them without getting a paid account. If anyone else would like to chime in with tips and tricks for LJ programming, that would be charming. I've been to [livejournal.com profile] everything_lj, and I shall continue to peruse that, but if anybody knows some quick-and-dirty tricks for customization, I welcome those, as well.

Loki is mewing sadly. I feel sorry for him, as he is no longer allowed in the bedroom (we can't have one cat in there and not the other, as both litter boxes reside outside of the bedroom). When Mia goes, then Loki will regain his rightful territory, but until then, he must share in Mia's exile. Poor thing. Life is so unfair sometimes. And now Mia has taken over his chair. No wonder he's mewing. His throne has been usurped.

And that's pretty much it for the moment. Except for the fact that Alex made smoothies. We had some strawberries that needed to be used up, and he combined the strawberries in a blender with ice, a little leftover white wine (Gavi), and a little honey. Delicious. I'm going to sleep very well tonight.

A review of Hitchhikers' Guide to the Galaxy will have to wait until morning. Night-night, all.
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So, I've set Swashbuckler Files aside for the moment in favor of a crazy, hopefully-short story titled The Secret of the Single Sock. I finally got a good beginning down this morning, and the story amuses me as I write it. That's all good. The story begins with a letter--an eviction notice. It can only get better from there, right?

Mia stayed up half the night and meowed. She has decided that all closed doors are an abomination, and therefore she must attempt to get into every space (including cupboards) that is hidden behind a door. Getting breakfast for myself this morning was an interesting exercise. Early this morning, I woke to find Mia sitting on my nightstand, staring at me. (To clarify: "early" for me is "around 6:30 am.") I was amazed to find her there, mainly because I couldn't figure out how she had found space to sit without knocking everything to the floor. I informed her that she was not allowed up there and moved her to the bed. She purred for a while, then went and hid behind the couch in our bedroom and meowed incessantly. After a few "Mia, shut up!"s, I got up and ejected her from the room, closing the door behind her. She didn't seem at all irritated by this; I assume she wandered off to bug Loki.

Loki, on the other hand, sat quietly in a sunbeam and, when I got up around 10:00 am, graciously allowed me to pet him. I think that he's trying to show us that he is a dignified, well-behaved cat, not a barbaric noise-maker like Mia. Loki and Mia continue to avoid each other, merely hissing at one another as they pass. Neither of them hiss like they mean it, really, but both get bopped gently on the nose when they do hiss. They need to learn that is not acceptable behavior in the house.

Mia is a complete and total love, meowing whenever she sees us and always wanting petting. She sat on both of our laps last night, moving between them at will and thoroughly enjoying herself. I think that Alex's mom will like her a lot.

I'm still not sure about getting Loki a kitten. We may just wait until Loki leaves us (not for a long time) and then get two kittens like we originally planned. We'll see where we are at that time.

I suppose that's it for now. I have another driving lesson today, but no car to practice on. Bah.

EDIT: Also, last night, when Alex, [livejournal.com profile] arianadream, and I went for Mongolian Grill, I dropped a piece of tofu in my water. Why? Because I'm just that coordinated! *clicks chopsticks together*

EDIT II: How does one find a good format for informing someone that they have inherited? My main character is inheriting her Mysterious Great-Aunt's estate, and I'm not sure how a family lawyer would inform an heir.
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Thoughts that Mean Something:
I really don't know what to say about Hurricane Katrina, other than that I really hope that all of you are okay out there. Also, from everything I've read and heard, I am very upset with our president and the federal government right now. I have nothing to say that hasn't already been said, however. See [livejournal.com profile] milestogo13's and [livejournal.com profile] saraphina_marie's LJs for more details. They have more connections to Katrina's ground zero, and I think that their words at this time would mean more than anything that I could possibly think to say. All I know is that the photos and reports seem to get worse as time goes on, rather than better. Last I heard, it's going to take about two weeks to pump out New Orleans. Take care, everyone. I don't want to lose any of you.

I have, however, been impressed by how people have been pulling together to help those whose lives have been swept away by Katrina's wrath. Many, many groups have been offering ways for people to donate money and goods to those who need them. My faith in basic humanity keeps growing, even as my faith in government's care for that basic humanity keeps dropping.

Trivial Thoughts:
I have decided to take up origami. Alex has a ton of books, and I've been wanting to try folding some of the objects for a while now. Yesterday, I got together with my mother for tea (always a nice thing), and we wound up going to the local Asian market in search of Sezchuan Pepper Corns. Sezchuan Pepper Corns have been a banned import item for several years, as the "pepper corns" are actually the dried flowers of a citrus plant, and there was a fear of a blight or something spreading to Florida's citrus crop. Now, however, the pepper corns are irradiated before export, so we can import them again. Alex has been hunting everywhere for them, without success. Mom had heard that we might be able to buy them locally, so we Quested. We succeeded, so I brought a package home as a surprise for Alex. (He was thrilled.) At the same time, I bought a huge amount of plain origami paper, as well as a few sheets of fancy foil paper for when I'm actually semi-proficient. I am seduced by color and texture.

I have also been doing a good deal of writing lately. I have decided that, while I am in the habit of writing in a notebook and then typing my work into the computer, it might be more efficient (and less fatiguing) to try just doing the original work on the computer. This would also be good training for next term, when I will be writing zillions of essays, and efficiency is of the first importance. (I don't want to spend more time writing essays than I absolutely have to.)

I have entered into an agreement with a couple of my friends to bug each other about writing. This is good for me, and I'm sure it will be good for them. *bugs friends*

I am considering a major LJ overhaul, complete with graphics and new icons. In order to do that, however, I need to put Photoshop on this computer and do some sketches. Perhaps I will do a bit of that today.

Bulletins for Future Events:
I will be gone from Saturday through the next Sunday, as I will be headed to California. I will be staying with my grandmother, which means that I will have no internet access. (There is a possibility that I will be able to escape to a coffee shop with free wireless, but I'm not counting on it.)

School approaches swiftly. In some ways, I am more than ready to plunge in and finally graduate. In other ways, I feel like I have many more things to do before school begins. For instance, we haven't even been back to the old house this summer, and I am feeling a bit worried about the objects we left behind. We really need to get back there and get the rest of our stuff out of there, even if we just haul everything upstairs for the time being. I'd much rather just move things over and put them where they need to go, but necessity may decree a less neat solution at this time.

Conclusion:
I think that's about it for the moment. Everybody stay safe. I hereby bug all of you LJ friends who have asked me to bug you, especially about writing. I'll update again later.

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