Okay, gotta keep this brief. Pop-Pop talked my ear off about getting settled into a career just now, and it decimated what little muse I had. Maybe I should finally sit down and write something publishable. I'm not sure these entries really count. I tend to save all my stories for role-playing adventures, which isn't necessarily a bad thing, I just don't profit off of that. I feel like I'm really beginning to explore the roots of Gothic fiction. I'm hoping that will help me tell the kind of stories that I want to tell for the upcoming Victorian Age Sorcerer campaign I have planned. When and where I'll be able to tell this tale is a mystery to me!Anyways, taht's my entry for the day. See most of you tonight.

Yikes! This is embarrassing to have been negligent of my blog for so long. I don't expect too many people follow it in any case, but here goes. Today was my day off from work at Ukrop's. I still did teacher training with Taryn at the studio this evening though. I had intended to have lunch with Pop-Pop today, but when I tried to contact him he was, as I later found out, buying an electric can opener at Wally World.
Mom's been edgy about what's goin' on in the world. The U.S. goin' to war has got her spooked some. We've been at war for a year and a half now. What made today so special besides Osama's promise of more attacks yesterday? Mom and Dad jokingly talked of moving to Bermuda tonight. I was thinking Iceland myself. I'd have to learn how to speak Norge and become a Lutheran, but one out of two isn't bad. I'm sure the glaciers are gorgeous and the volcanoes keep the island warm. I mean, who bothers with Iceland anyways?