Not apocalyptic-- in fact, quite good.

I'm going to be in New York on Sunday, at the Met, for my Ancient Art & Archaeology class. We're leaving hella early, and should be done with the teacher-guided portions by noon or, at the latest, 1:00. If any NYCistas would like to meet me for lunch and looking at statues, my profile addy is good.

Possibly extremely apocalyptic.

I could use some emergency health vibes, as of, say, yesterday. Just heard back that my mammogram results from last week show a suspicious mass in the right breast. They want to schedule me for something called "spot compression mammography", with ultrasound if needed.

Packma, move-outma, cleanma, sell-ma, move-inma, buyma, more cleanma, unpackma, kids sleepma, cable&VCRma all requested. We're moving out tomorrow, passing papers on both our sale and purchase and moving into our new house on Wednesday. Will go grey soonish.

This place looks the I had WMDs hidden here (which I do not!).

eta... healthy wishes for you, deb

Gray for a few days as I'm on the road for work.

See you Friday. Hopefully I'll be back at the hotel in time for the Angel Premiere, or I'll be back sulking...

I just spoke with Elena.

Seems the poor mad creature has been deathmatching away without us. She types and nobody answers so she types some more and, eventually, decides upon a winner.

Sad, really...

Actually, she's fine and dandy and won't have power until tomorrow or the day after. They are going to a play tonight (in a part of town with underground power lines) and her DH heated up some water on the barbecue so she could wash her hair. t cue: awwwwww

She sends her wuv.

Right... so an initial infusion of that patented Buffista job-ma is needed over the next few days in the hopes that my boss or I will be able to find some other position for me somewhere else in the company, as it seems that, due to budgetary cutbacks and space considerations at the new facility, my position will no longer need to be filled after the end of October. May need more ~ma later, depending.

Not sure if this is the right place, but what the heck....

I know it's WAY early notice, but I'm the Queen of Overplanning. I'm planning to host Turkey Day here in Minneapolis, at my place. Any/all Buffistae who'd like to come over are more than welcome. I've got a comfy futon and other places to stash people if anyone feels like staying.

Drop me a line at my profile addy if interested....

Thanks!

Bit of a mass update here.

1) My computer's dead, hard-drive fried; and my mother's laptop is fritz'd as well. We're left with only the broken-down old iMac upon which I'm typing this now. Computerma, if you would!

2) I'm going to Berlin! I've been invited to a conference for young German and Polish writers, along with two or three other American high-school-age writers. I'll leave in late November. Dude.

3) This was a while ago-- but Reema came here for eleven days in August and got to meet my family, see my house, talk in person, etc. She's gone again but I'm still riding the residual glee. I'm so in love. I am so happy.

Things are good. Except for the hard drive's non-recoverable data. But, but!

Have been greyish for the last week or so, and will be darkest charcoal until Saturday, when I return from a writers' retreat. Email is a go, but that's about all on their available dialup.

Housecat Tisha has been missing for a week. There were some sightings of her in the neighbourhood, according to calls my homemade flyers have attracted, but none recently and she has not yet returned.

I am worried - she is getting very old for a cat (11+) and the Blue-Eyed Boy misses her a lot. I do not want to have to explain cat heaven to him at this point.

Please direct some Homeward Bound-ma this way. Thanks.