[written 10/5/01]

You're going to the Gaia Consort CD release concert, right? Right?

Good. I thought so.

I let the vampirews have a go at me today. I was doing a glucose challenge and a couple of thyroid tests because I have a doctor's appointment in a little over a week. So i went for a pancake breakfast (mmm...medically mandated yumminess) and then went in to let them stick a needle in my arm.

It's always hard to sit still for a blood draw. Over the years, I've developed a finely tuned sense of "hi, i'm bleeding"--something related to having so many nosebleeds, I'm sure. It's disconcerting, because the natural response is to get away from whatever is causing me to bleed.

Alas, the nice phlebotomists are just doing their jobs and don't deserve to have people fleeing from them.

Doesn't stop the internal negotiating about staying put. Well, the fact that I have a sharp object stuck in my arm that will go deeper if I try to get up helps with the "staying seated" side of the argument.

Heh.

So last night was the Macaroni and Say Cheese party, tonight I'm going to a party for Cindy, tomorrow I'm going to the beach, Sunday is gaming, and Tuesday I'm having dinner with a visitor form Detroit. What is this? My social life has snuck up on me again! I'm going to need to sneak away from it again soon, i think.

This is me, on my tippy toes. Tip tip tip.

* Message (#85) from Mockba at 15:40 on Oct 5, 2001 *
>Nah. I see you as being in the front of a big Harley, hands spread out wide
>on the big handlebars, with shades and leathers, cruisin' down the road,
>baby-dyke on your back.

ooooooh, yeah. Thanks, dude.

I'm going to Cannon beach on December (I think) and Victoria in January. I'm probably hauling Chris down with me to Cannon Beach, but i'm staying in Victoria by myself. I have a novel in my head that I need to do more research on and write an outline of to see if it's something i really want to commit to writing.

I found a lovely B&B to stay at, and have a busy three days planned for myself. i am *so* looking forward to this. i'm calling it me reward for all of the trips I didn't really want to take this past year, a reward for surviving 2001. I will go walking in winter gardens and down emty streets and think of myself almost a century ago, and wonder what my characters woud have been doing in their frontier town at the beginning of the now-old century. I will look through the Archives for pictures and old maps, and I will listen to what the city has to tell me.

Three months. *does a little jig*

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