The Better Part of Valor by Tanya Huff.

The Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinger.

La Rue, Superchic[k], Avalon, Bleach.

Still trying to decide what to write for NaNoWriMo this year, taking notes on a possible sequel to "An Unpleasant Discovery," tentatively titled "Another Unpleasant Discovery," and working on another fanfic story (inspired by a challenge on AllE!Fanfic board) called "Be Careful What You Wish For." For more details on all of the above, check out Rogue Picasso and Hez's E! Fanfic.

My rings! I've finally lost enough weight to start wearing some of my favourite old rings.

I'm grateful that I had another watch that worked, since the one I usually wear decided to break this morning.

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October 29, 2002
The Longest Month

I swear this month is going on forever! When will it end! Yeah, I know: 12:00.01 Friday, but there's two days in between now and then, and they're very long days! Looking over my calendar, October seems like a nice, regular sized month, but when I look at the stuff I've written down in the spaces, it seems to stretch out into infinity. On October 1st, NaNoWriMo signups began, and the next evening I attended a paralegal meeting where we toured a local title company. At the end of that week was the wonderful JournalCon in SF, and the following week, the Formula One season ended in Japan with Ferrari on top (as usual; bastards!), we had to turn in our self-evaluations at work (which sucks, by the way), and then on Wednesday I had another dentist appointment.

All of that just seems so long ago. Like months ago, not just weeks. JournalCon is just a distant memory now. That seems so sad, but it's true. It's not like it was only yesterday we all sat in the lobby of the Galleria Park Hotel giving and recieving scalp massages and picking glitter out of our hair and laughing and taking pictures and just loving everyone, it's like it was last year. I can't even remember what I wrote on my self-evaluation, and I can barely remember what my hygenist and I talked about during my dental cleaning. The memories of the past month are dimming as new ideas, thoughts, and images fill my head. I guess that's the way life is, though. Old things fade away, and new things come in.