I've been overdue for move for so long, I think it's starting to build up exponentially. It was one of the things I loved about the Navy. New place every 3 years and I didn't have to do my own packing! Now, though, I've gotten to where I hate the moving process so much from moving myself 8 times in the last 13 years that I don't want to move again even though
I want to move again.
That, and more of my family is here with me and I'm torn between staying close to them and between moving where I really want to be, California. Still, I've been in the same spot for 10 years, now, and that urge to get out. get out. get out. has been overwhelming for about the last 3 years.
{{sj}} That's sucky. But, it sounds like you''ve got a solid plan in mind. You'll make it work.
Timelies. I have reached the state of extreme crankyness. My computer seems to have caught the windows virus, and is suffering horribly for it. Also, am in the library, with creepy man staring at me, trying to will me off the computer by mind power alone.
Hey Almare. Do you have SciFi yet? If not I taped last night's shows.
Hey Almare. Do you have SciFi yet? If not I taped last night's shows.
No. And if this is going where I think it's going, I may love you.
Considering my computer crashed and this is the first time I've been here in over a week, I love you more than I love commas!
I can either drop them in the mail, or if you are bored you can drive to Delray Beach and pick them up.
I am afraid it must be mail. I have maybe an hour here, before I have half a dozen errands to run, folloed by Rocky Horror Picture Show, and a loud rambunctious party on Sunday to celebrate the return of a friend, who has just came back from a year in Ireland. Followed by a buzy week, then my brother's birthday, and just a horrible series of events involving money, fellowship applications, and the panicked attempt to meet several competition dates.
Have you gone to see old Tut yet?
EDIT: I've emailed you my address. Did I mention I love you more than Jamaican rum?
talking about Point Reyes and the whole area
My mother and I moved to Point Reyes in 1983, after my parents divorced. My cousin now lives in my grandmother's old house on the ridge there. My love for the place knows no rationality and no bounds. I'm not that far away (just the other side of San Francisco), but I don't ever feel like I go back and visit enough.
Did I mention I love you more than Jamaican rum?
That's a lot of love. Got your mail and will get them out Monday. In the meantime I shall taunt you. BSG was awesomely awesome. Ronon was the hottest thing evah. Mitchell/Daniel - well enough said.
Karl, good to see you again. I'll have to put a tour of Point Reyes on my list of things to do.
