Questing

Having an extremly pleasant thanksgiving this morning. We had a bunch of people over last night for Halo lan, and Brian and Sarah stayed over in our guest room. I love having a guest room, even if we still don’t have a bed in it, perhaps today we’ll bring one over.

It was nice to have pleasant people in the house this morning, Brian bought some donuts, and Sarah was cooking her deserts for her family get togethers today, while I got the green bean cassorole started for my family.

My childhood dog, Josie, while still quite ill is home with some drugs and had some liqueds yesterday, she’s apparently had a stroke. We’ll have to see how she does, if she improves we won’t have to take her in, but it’s uncertain how she’ll be in a couple days.

My grandparents, parents and brother are all at my Mom’s house, and we’ll be heading over for an afternoon meal as soon as my cassarole is finished.

Happy Thanksgiving!

went over to mom’s, Josie was in a bad way, having trouble jumping up and off couchs, her back legs not acting right. She seemed happy to see me. But she was soo thin, without her coat her bones felt so close to the surface of her short grey fur. She apparently hadn’t been eating or drinking much. Heartbreaking really, to see her like this.

Is it morbid to take pictures? I took some of her, so I could have something to remember her by. we were all in tears, she got lots of attention. she’s going in to see the doctor tommorrow, perhaps she’ll get better.

my childhood pet, Josie, may be dying tonight/tommorrow. going over to mom’s to say goodbye?.

*sob*

another song memory..

It’s dusk, my first college roomate and I are sitting in our dormroom, in Morrow. She’s put in her Don’t cry for me argentina music. I think I’m studying on the old red berber carpet, she’s sitting at her desk, our bunks are lofted over our heads. A light I clipped underneath mine has a comfy glow, and we’re mostly quiet.

Some nights, when she’s upset, she paints all the nails she has, and starts on mine. We never really clicked, but she was nice.

oh, nostalgia… were things really simpler my first semester at college?

One Hundred Years of Solitude
He was buried in the spring and married in the autumn. He kept inside a silver ring a pill of poison if they caught him. An eye fixed upon his fate, Peter calls him to the gate. He was buried in the spring.

His sister’s daughter raised the dead or so they spoke of her beauty. With no simple mind she did not hate or feel affection or sense of duty. She shaved her head and of her name her very legend says the same. She simply rose and flew away.

Now his brothers they were twins. One was heavy one was thin. They could never think about why he kept himself so within. One of their children bore his name, and grew to be the same he too was buried in the spring.

He rode off to start a war. He knew his people to be hungry. About the time his sister born, he won and lost with desperate fury. He should have died out on the field with his solitude and shield, but to time he had to yield… and age in misery.

His very home had lost its face. More then once been laid to waste. His mother who outlived them all, tried to keep the place in shape. But with the ticking of their fate, she grew old withered away, died alone and in disgrace.

No there has never been a trace, only phantom waves and shapes. Of any force they left behind or any history in time. Pre-designed to be confined buried in forgotten mines, a tiny shadow on our race.
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here is the mp3
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I’m thinking of putting these people in my novel.

Well, people with these attributes.

Been thinking about it for quite a while. lots of good places to start.

if I can’t hit it with them… then I’ll fall back to this

http://www.rain-street.org/fightcrime.htm

Xbox live is soo cool, I tracked my package around all day, and it arrived shortly after I got home last night. After a fiasco of trying to figure out why our cable modem only seems to work downstairs, we hooked the whole mess together downstairs.

The signon was pretty painless, the worst part was putting in billing info for any premium downloadable content I may want to buy in the future. And then, woo, I was online, with my xbox. The voice communicator/headset is very cool. I was talking with people from Georgia, Chicago, Arizona, all over. The whacked demo is more fun than I thought it’d be, and the MotoGP demo is awesome. We have the full game so I can choose all the tracks to play on. (Except the 2 I haven’t unlocked yet). Both games are much more fun when people talk, laugh, apologize and generally have a good time. Full 16 people for the races is amazing, people crashing all over the place, in the race you get to talk to people in front and behind you, and the person you crashed into. If you just can’t catch up/overcome a racer, you’ve got a chat buddy for the race. I fell in with a good crew for several races and added some people to my friends list. Very cool stuff.

The games where people aren’t talking aren’t as much fun. Especially if you occasionally hear them breathing, and they won’t respond to your questions. Only ran into one jerk who wouldn’t stop talking, and being annoying, but the other 3 people in the whacked game ganged up on him, threatening to report him for poor conduct, and he logged out of our game.

wheee! very cool. This is just going to be an amazing service.

Haloween has officially started

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