thanks so much, you guys!

This is what happened tonight:
I was going to post the little bit I have of Transference and Kal the Kryptonian Boy but I don't trust myself. I'm making terrible boo-boos tonight (in public!! oy!)and something tells me this is not the night to check my own stuff over. I'm thinking of taking down the SpN thing, Fortunate Son, until I figure out how to get past this speed bump in the story. I will finish it, mostly because I really like the OC in this thing. In the meantime, I keep reading stories that sound a *hell* of a lot like the apocalyptic dream story I wanted to write with the Boys...I don't know if I should bother or not. How many SpN stories with cameo appearances by Coyote do you need?

This night, we moved my niece into what's going to be her home for the next year. At this point in time, we've moved her about what--four times? We've moved BG almost as many times, so naturally I'm a pro, right? Used to it, right? Nope. Sniveled. Like a giant chubby grey haired baby. (I know! The image scares me too!)

It's just that she's so much fun, and she makes me laugh so much--especially when she points out in a humorous manner just how full of shit I am. That kind of talent is priceless, you know. Both my children posses it. When they both get going, oh, my!

She's a good person—hey, if you're reading this, you're terrific! Also, never pet a cactus—I'm just sayin'…

I'll miss our sessions of watching King Of Queens together. What? It's a funny show. No, really, it is. Yes, they're *horrible* people but that's what makes it funny, trust me. They're horrible in a cute and cuddly way. Kind of like me! *G*