Heh, it was my choice to move back. At least, no one is asking me to leave the state. I'll probably stay here until my father is gone. At that point, all bets are off.

Yay! The binding is done! I just might finish this after all.

I've been reading fantasy books lately. My first thought was "VW is doing well in her magic studies."

Glad to hear the PT was helpful, SA.

See, it's when people in MICHIGAN ask us.

When people in California ask us, it gets bumped UP.

Hey Aims, when are you guys moving back?

See, it's when people in MICHIGAN ask us.

Ahem. What about people in midwestern states that begin with M?? Hmm???

Sail, you need to come visit me when I'm in SF, and then move there. Yes.

LAistas, I may have a friend of mine for you to meet. He moved out there in September, he's a screenwriter who was in theater here, and he's a sweet guy who needs to know actual people (he has impressive agents, he's just worried about losing his soul). If nothing else, we'll be visiting each other, so I can drag him along to events.

Happy Chanukah, Bitches! And this year, Chanukah coincides with the Aztec 5 days of bad at the end of the year. FWIW.

Our Christmas wasn't bad. The landlord's daughter had her annual Xmas orgy, or at least tried to, but her parents came home around midnight, threw everyone out, turned off the thumping music, and opened all the windows to let the smoke out. So no police called this year, and we didn't have to disconnect the power. OTOH, while the thumping music stopped, they then proceeded to scream at each other for about an hour. Christmas with the family.

Mal made out like a bandit, of course, although after weeks of being told to not mess with the packages, he was deeply suspicious when we encouraged him to open some. Then he saw the video camera, realized it was a sting operation, melted down, clambered up Robert and hid in his neck, howling.

Boxing Day, I got the Death Cold, and Mallory started pulling up (in his crib, on the hearths, on the wine rack) and climbing stairs.

I'm in the process of breaking up with my boyfriend. We love each other dearly, but it's still not enough. If I told him I wouldn't call today, so to email him would be wrong, right? I just had a dream where I got bit by a venomous snake. My sister and I didn't know for sure what kind of snake it was, so we needed to go to the hospital, and I decided to hold the snake all the way there. I saw him, he agreed it was poisonous, probably told me what it was since he's all nature boy, and then told me he couldn't come with me. In the car the snake kept biting me and struggling to get away. I woke up feeling like my body was starting to feel paralyzed, especially in my arms (as it was my hand that got bit). Man, when both of you still love each other, breaking up sucks so badly.

d, i'm sorry. Even if it's the right thing for you, it still can be hard.

Raq, what is it with colds and the holiday? Ellie and I are sick now, as of Christmas Eve. I empathize with you, although I didn't have any loud music, so there's that.

Yay for pulling-up Mallory! (maybe not so much yay from his parents)

{{{d}}} I'm so sorry.

There is a strange girl sleeping on my couch. This makes it difficult to do things.

Not Emily the Strange, I take it?