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Warning: Mushy

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On January 10th of 1993, a sixteen year old girl with mouse brown hair and almost no self-esteem accompanied a sixteen year old boy with mouse brown hair and a great sense of humor to the boy’s grandfather’s house for a family birthday party. Later that night, they started holding hands, and decided that they were “dating” as compared to “going on dates”.

(They hated the whole dating scene, particularly its vocabulary. “So are you two seeing each other?” “Well, neither of us is blind…”)

Thirteen years later, they’ve made it through high school graduation, school in different countries, college graduation, weddings, funerals, at least ten different jobs, and thirteen years by each other’s side.

The author wishes to note that she’s not capable of expressing this love by drawing, because her skills are inadequate. Her writing skills are equally too cheap and base to waste on an attempt to capture this love.

Someone must’ve said once that it takes a lot of hard work to be this lucky. It takes a lot of luck to get the opportunity to work this hard.

Tomorrow’s another day – another day like today and the day before and the day before that, when love grows quietly and carefully, flowing through our lives. The tenth isn’t a special day, but just a marker reminding me how special every day is.

Finally finished the 2nd bedroom.

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Well, after two years of work, I can officially declare the second bedroom refinished. Sure, it could use some more furniture, and I need a second set of curtains ’cause the current ones aren’t wide enough, but the floor, walls, and trim are done. The heater vent’s been replaced. The closet’s been refinished and reshelved. The bed and end tables are assembled. And most amazingly, all the trash is out.

I’m beat. We assembled the furniture and hung the curtain rod and curtains tonight. I bought the curtains and the blankets and washed everything. My feet hurt and I don’t remember having actually eaten dinner tonight. I still need to get a shower.

I bought loose tea tonight for my teastick but if I have it now I won’t be able to sleep. I got decaf chai for Christmas – time to crack that open.

So much to say, so little energy

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I was going to post a lot more tonight – on comics, on life, on how I’m continually baffled by the power of music – but I took two Tylenol Sinus Nighttime about an hour ago and not only can I now breathe, but I can barely hold my head up. Ah, sweet sleep! I long for your embrace!

So you lot are getting the short-short version.

First: I’ve updated the Daily Comic List to include some new comics, including the incredible Anywhere But Here. I also threw in some new blogs I’m reading, and threw a bunch of old favorites down into the “sporadically updating” category because they all *said* they’d be back after the holidays, but they’re not yet….

Second: I found the song “Storybook Love” from Princess Bride on iTunes over the weekend. It’s not the version from the soundtrack, but it’s the same artist.

And let me just say for the record that yes, the lyrics for the song are stupid as shit, and yet, I’m left in a puddle of romantic ooze every time I hear them.

Third: Forum. Updated code. Running better. Feel free to check it out.

Forth: I’m going to Virginia Beach over Martin Luther King Day. I’ve got one of the two comics staged, other will go up this weekend. Lots of plans for the comic, including a new character (NOT a freaking dragon) who needs to have the most vanilla boring name I can come up with. Feel free to post suggestions on the forum… somewhere… to tired to go make a thread right now.

‘K, that’s it, go to bed. thanks!

Welcome to 2006!

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The thunderstorm earlier waffled around from thunderstorm to thundersnow and thunderslush, but somehow warmed up enough to keep the roads from being overly deadly, a turn of events I’m thankful for. We spent the evening at Mike and Steen’s with my sister and brother and Amber, where we played much Killer Bunnies (with all seven boosters!!) and laughed and had a great time.

The ride home was engulfed in a deep fog which would cause a less exhausted version of me would wax poetic. (The new year enshrouded in an almost comforting mystery appears too metaphoric to ignore; I can’t see what’s ahead, but at least I feel like I’m on the right road to get there.) The fog came from the ice that formed earlier, which had melted enough to give safe footing, and we were greeted at the door by a tiny dog with a cold nose who missed us very much.

I wish to you and yours the gifts of health and safety, peace, and prosperty. May we all walk into the fog knowing the way home.

Should auld acquaintance be forgot, and never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot, and days of auld lang syne?
And days of auld lang syne, my dear, and days of auld lang syne
We’ll take a cup of kindness then, for auld lang syne.