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saifaiEh, I finally reached the end of Nano with the required amount of words. Now all I got to do is finish the story. I'm rather proud of that accomplishment. I'm happy to announce that my writing partner also finished a winner.
Now, I'm trying to get back to a regular amount of work and get caught up on my website updating. I've got to finish uploading B:tVS season 5 through 7 and Angel seasons 1 through 4. Yup, I'm that behind. It was behind when I bought the site though, so I can't take all the blame. It's just been a nightmare trying to get it up to date.
Something's happening around our house. I'm not sure what, but there's a guy that lives around the corner from us that every night at 10pm, for the last month, has stopped by our house. He doesn't really do anything other than drive by, and stop for a minute or two. It's creeping me out. Hubby the other night caught him and walked out to him to confront him. He sped off. So last night hubby hid in the bushes hoping to catch a license plate, and he spotted him and sped off. He got the description of the truck though, and knew he lived around here, so he drove around trying to find his house. He found him all right. Tried to hide his truck in with the other Kentucky Lawn art in the back yard. Kinda blew his cover though considering it was the only truck back there without frost on the window. Guy saw hubby drive by though and kinda freaked. Hubby is filing a police report today, if for no other reason than to say it's on file. More on this saga as it develops.
Mom and Dad are being weird. Mom, as I recently discovered, is not a great person to mention Dad to. I started to tell her the other day about a bad dream I had about Dad. Mom of course voice her wish that it was visions of a death and dismemberment. *sigh* Dad, I haven't seen since the divorce papers were filed. I called him over Thanksgiving. He didn't take my call. I had to leave my love and wishes to him over voicemail.
Despite everything that's happened over the last month, I'm still feeling good. I only broke down once, but admittedly that was the last day of Nano. However, I have decided that I hate the house I'm living in. Is it cursed? Almost everything bad that's ever happened to me in the past few years has happened while I've been here. Or at least, that's what it feels like sometimes.
So yeah, you see that little chipper bouncy icon down there. Doesn't sound like it, but it's true. I'm in a really good mood and ready to face the coming days.
Now, I'm trying to get back to a regular amount of work and get caught up on my website updating. I've got to finish uploading B:tVS season 5 through 7 and Angel seasons 1 through 4. Yup, I'm that behind. It was behind when I bought the site though, so I can't take all the blame. It's just been a nightmare trying to get it up to date.
Something's happening around our house. I'm not sure what, but there's a guy that lives around the corner from us that every night at 10pm, for the last month, has stopped by our house. He doesn't really do anything other than drive by, and stop for a minute or two. It's creeping me out. Hubby the other night caught him and walked out to him to confront him. He sped off. So last night hubby hid in the bushes hoping to catch a license plate, and he spotted him and sped off. He got the description of the truck though, and knew he lived around here, so he drove around trying to find his house. He found him all right. Tried to hide his truck in with the other Kentucky Lawn art in the back yard. Kinda blew his cover though considering it was the only truck back there without frost on the window. Guy saw hubby drive by though and kinda freaked. Hubby is filing a police report today, if for no other reason than to say it's on file. More on this saga as it develops.
Mom and Dad are being weird. Mom, as I recently discovered, is not a great person to mention Dad to. I started to tell her the other day about a bad dream I had about Dad. Mom of course voice her wish that it was visions of a death and dismemberment. *sigh* Dad, I haven't seen since the divorce papers were filed. I called him over Thanksgiving. He didn't take my call. I had to leave my love and wishes to him over voicemail.
Despite everything that's happened over the last month, I'm still feeling good. I only broke down once, but admittedly that was the last day of Nano. However, I have decided that I hate the house I'm living in. Is it cursed? Almost everything bad that's ever happened to me in the past few years has happened while I've been here. Or at least, that's what it feels like sometimes.
So yeah, you see that little chipper bouncy icon down there. Doesn't sound like it, but it's true. I'm in a really good mood and ready to face the coming days.
