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Update: Less of Me
Announcement: You're going to see less of me online here. That's because I need to spend more time working, and less time writing. I will try to find some way to make posts from home in the evening, but realistically there's no way I'll be able to write as much as I have been - not without cutting deeply into my sleep time, and that's something I cannot do. I desperately need sleep.
I will also have to use that meager free time in the evenings to do political writing, when I can. Yes, that means that I will be writing a lot less. No, I'm not happy about it. But I don't have a choice.
More and more of my posts here have been friends-only; that will continue.
This is an exception because I know that some non-LJ friends read my journal. And I'm only writing this now because it's absolutely dead here, thanks to the holiday. Even so, I'll keep this short and find some sort of work to do. I could always clean my cube, I guess.
The "killer storm" dumped about 9-10 inches of snow on us yesterday morning. Teri and I shoveled out the driveway, her car, and our front walk. Unfortunately my car was on the road overnight, so I got a $50 ticket. Fortunately we were given some money for Christmas, because I'd feel awfully stupid being taken off to jail for a parking ticket.
I hate being desperately poor.
I did not go to work yesterday because my father's cousin Mary passed away on Christmas Eve, and her wake was yesterday afternoon. It was a terribly sad day, even more so because her mother had died only a few weeks before. Mary was awfully nice; one of those rare people that everyone just naturally likes. But at least she's out of pain now.
I wish I could see extended family at other times, and not just wakes and funerals.
Other news: Sebastian is well, and Teri is too. She and I went for her first workout at the health club recently; she was a little nervous. I think it will be good for us both, though.
I will also have to use that meager free time in the evenings to do political writing, when I can. Yes, that means that I will be writing a lot less. No, I'm not happy about it. But I don't have a choice.
More and more of my posts here have been friends-only; that will continue.
This is an exception because I know that some non-LJ friends read my journal. And I'm only writing this now because it's absolutely dead here, thanks to the holiday. Even so, I'll keep this short and find some sort of work to do. I could always clean my cube, I guess.
The "killer storm" dumped about 9-10 inches of snow on us yesterday morning. Teri and I shoveled out the driveway, her car, and our front walk. Unfortunately my car was on the road overnight, so I got a $50 ticket. Fortunately we were given some money for Christmas, because I'd feel awfully stupid being taken off to jail for a parking ticket.
I hate being desperately poor.
I did not go to work yesterday because my father's cousin Mary passed away on Christmas Eve, and her wake was yesterday afternoon. It was a terribly sad day, even more so because her mother had died only a few weeks before. Mary was awfully nice; one of those rare people that everyone just naturally likes. But at least she's out of pain now.
I wish I could see extended family at other times, and not just wakes and funerals.
Other news: Sebastian is well, and Teri is too. She and I went for her first workout at the health club recently; she was a little nervous. I think it will be good for us both, though.