Yesterday morning, randomly, I decided to check my bank account online. Was disturbed to see a HUGE debit pending. I don't recal spending so much money, or any bill that high. Called the bank in a panic, only to be assured that it was my mortgage pmt. WTF?? That is WAY higher than my mort. pmt ( Read more... )

I'll try to do this dream justice, but it was quite a few days ago, so things have become understandably murky. It was one of those very vivid and intense dreams that stays with you, long after you have woken up. It was also one of those dreams that goes on and on, with different parts mingling into one another and interconnecting as you move from ( Read more... )

Some funny/I'm really lucky stuff from this morning ( Read more... )

With only fifteen minutes left in the day, I am compelled to blog. However, I really don't know that I have anything terribly interesting to say. After my last blog (the whiney one), I was lucky enough to get sent home from Max and Erma's because it was so slow. Who knew that being a big baby would result in cosmic rewards ( Read more... )

I am not sure why I feel compelled to work myself to death. Well, maybe not to death. A lot. A lot. A lot ( Read more... )

I woke up this morning very grumpy, sore, and sleepy. Had a very random muscle spasm yesterday that kept poking its ugly head into my business. Hence, slept poorly. Better than the night before, in which I was plagued by strange dreams about hollow trees and weddings, secret doorways and a faceless stranger who I was supposed to know ( Read more... )

Some how, today at work, myself and several co workers got involved in a debate about Camels and their natural predators. I had mentioned the episode of Man Vs. Wild where the guy crawls into the body of a dead camel while in the desert in order to keep warm during the night. This somehow sparked a debate about the relative saftey of using a camel ( Read more... )

Yes I have been gone for the month of November. Because I was doing this little thing called NaNo ( Read more... )

On St. Simon’s Island, the tide has let out- everywhere we go the water levels are remarkably low. Looking waterwards, large expanses of smoothed sand are exposed. Basins of water, reminiscent of tidal pools, only empty, lay scattered. There is nothing to be seen here, but smooth and pockmarked sand. The occasional jellyfish, clear and rust colored ( Read more... )

Guess who has officially signed up for the National Novel Writing Month...Me! That's right, I have officially committed to writing a 50000 word Novel, to be completed the day before my birthday. I can't think of a better present to give myself. My own novel. Whoooopeee ( Read more... )