Yes!

I finally got my letter of acceptance to gradschool today! I'm so pleased! I can finally start the whole registration process. It looks like the only class I'll be able to take this semester is the Beat poets. I'm not a huge fan of poetry, but the beat movement was very interesting, so I'm sure I'll find something to enjoy. My greatest sadness is that the Bronte class is on Monday and no one at USAA gets Mondays off...My heart is broken.

I've begun writing again, which Jason will be pleased to hear. It's a silly little story, but I've already got about 7k words and am working my way on up. It's the most I've written on a single story since graduation. I'm working toward novel-length, so onward I go! (Any similarity in the story to any persons living or dead is completely coincidental and unintentional...Yeah right.)

I have begun watching Supernatural, which sparks my interest not only because of the occult phenomenon, but also because the two main characters are just the cutest things! Plus, their relationship is just charming and very sweet, and very brother like. Kind of reminds me of my brothers. Kind of.

I also have gotten into Hex and am waiting anxiously for the second seasons of Ugly Betty and Brothers and Sisters to come out. I'm going to have to find a way to watch Dexter, too. Wah!

I will eventually post pictures of my house, and probably some time after I do that I will have a place for guests to stay, so everyone is welcome!

Otherwise, life is normal. My laptop is acting up, I think it's the power source, and this makes writing a little difficult because I prefer to write on my laptop. Luckily (yes, I'm learning), I saved quite a bit yesterday onto my zip drive and only missed a couple of lame paragraphs near the end of the day.

Speaking of (which I wasn't, I was just thinking of her, and my thoughts are difficult to express from the point of origination, so please pretend I was speaking of this)...I have the funniest mother. She, dear lady, came today to sit with the house so that the Comcast people (I also had my Internet go out on Wednesday night, which was tragic, but now it's up again) could come and fix my Internet (otherwise it might have been SUNDAY before it was fixed), and what do you think? I come home and she has tidied up my kitchen and dining room. Such a mom thing to do. I laughed all the way out to the mailbox and back. I had a feeling that she would. I should have tidied up LESS, perhaps. She even put the dishes on the counter away. I haven't even checked to see if she emptied the dishwasher. Now I'm laughing again.

Officially...

I have come over, and am happy to be here.

I think that this will be a much happier place than myspace.

Not much to report at this time. Mom and Brian came over this last Tuesday and helped me to rearrange my house, so that I could be happy here. Ever since I moved in I have felt uncomfortable in this house. I still don't quite feel home, but I am closer to there than I was. I feel that there is so much more space and light than there was, too, and it's lovely.

Work is work, but I am excited about going back to school this fall. I feel that I have gone too long without exposure to learning, in a setting where I am challenged by the thoughts of others and also by the limitations that my own mind can present. I feel that there is something very hopeful about being humbled...It means that I can't take myself too seriously.

I have begun watching the X-Files from the very beginning. I have yet to re-watch an episode, but I don't think that I have ever seen the first season. I really began to watch the show in the second season. I watched the show, at first, with my father and step-mother and brother, Dave, on the week-ends, once a month, when we stayed with them. I think I would have been ten or eleven when the second season started. Then, when I was a little older my sister, Janelle, and I used to watch it while our parents were having their Bible study, in the kitchen in that house on Whileaway.

I went to a party tonight to see an old friend and to meet her new husband. It was interesting to take that trip down memory lane. Also a little bit freeing. One religious conversation with our old youth leader taught me that I am no longer bitter against the church, or resentful, and I don't resent the involvement of others. I just choose not to be a part of it. I realized tonight, though, how many people pray for me and always have done. I told my old youth pastor's wife that I have my very own prayer circle. I think that it is nice to be so loved.

So, I must tell my family, especially my mother and sister-in-law, Kristen (who I think pray for me more than anyone else in the world), that I love them, and am grateful for their prayers. But that doesn't mean I'm going to change my mind :) Scott's praying for a Paul-like lightning bolt to hit me, but if I develop special powers where I can affect electricity, I won't kill cows, or my friend Jack Black, or try to kill Scully (that's from season 3. I know what a nerd I am--what of it?!? "Some people juggle geese.").