The gem cannot be polished without friction, nor man perfected without trials.
- -- Chinese proverb

Raining, raining cats and dogs, raining a soft lovely swift raindrop, raining harsh and indomitable... Rain... Damn! Most of the island is in alert for floods. I am a bit nervous since I do live in a near-flood area. Still, came to work, after all it's 5 minutes from home especially without traffic. The sky is completely grey, it feels almost as if I were in another place. Grrrr...

Crowito is doing better. Yesterday gave him a nice almond shampoo bath. He complained but not even one scratch on me. Good. The bad thing is that he keeps his intent to go to the bed to do #1. So, we've been monitoring him and shooing him off the bed. He's caged if I'm not home or if I'm sleeping. At least last night he woke me up just once. And the second time was actually a good thing, for there was a blackout and the alarm clock was reset... Crow woke me up just at the time the alarm clock wakes me up. That was very cool. :)

Not many people came to work, most must be trapped... Anyway... Toast to the King!

10-4

So, yesterday started with some excitement… Crow got sick, an urinary tract obstruction (just like his brother Kyone) so I had to take him to the vet in the afternoon. During the morning Groundel went to an interview at a very very cool store, fingers crossed to see if he gets that job. He needs it. He is breaking his back on the auto parts warehouse where he works. Waiting on that I painted a little memento for the receptionist at work, who asked me for a décor for her office's door. So, did a pair of girls praying, on a 18x24 cardboard. That turned up great.

In the afternoon, went to get funds for the vet, since I am beyond broke. I was lucky my aunt gave me the 10 box I needed. So, off to the vet… The place was almost empty (miracles, miracles) since it was a holiday and it was raining cats and dogs… hmm… what an allegory! LOL Anyway, he gave 3 shots to Crow and an oral medicine that Crow should get every 12 hours for a week… That's gonna be something…

Went home to do the birthday card that I told Lucinda I'll do for Barbie, with a Strawberry Shortcake theme. Edited a picture of Barbie, dressing her as the doll (she could be a look-alike… almost a double!). Made the card's first draft, printed it and then to bed.

It was a loooong night. Crowito kept waking me up every two hours, so I opened the cage so he could go to the litter and then drink and eat a little… Every 2 hours without fault! This morning, trying to give him the medicine was war. He bite Groundel, scratched my legs, spilled everything and started to drool everywhere… Friggin mess! I was almost late for work, but got lucky as most people arrived really late because of the bad weather and the street was very easy for driving… arrived at work in just 5 minutes! That's a record!

I'm going in the afternoon to the insurance company to check on the issue about the car's window. Hopefully it won't be an arm and a leg, just an arm… There will go my Xmas bonus, whatever it will be…

Ahhhhhhhhh… I am sleepy… Hope that the day will pass fast! I want my bed, damnit!

10-4

Saturday: Gaming day. This time, FR with Groundel dm'ing. Coriolis is still under introductory realms, trying to find my witch. Me, I'm in the abyss, facing demons as usual. It was fun, fun, fun.

Rented Boogeymen. Nice countdown of some wicked guys. My all time favorite will always be Michael Myers. Gotta love the guy.

Finally saw Charlie's Angels... What a dissapointment! Demi Moore looked fake and so, so ugly! She is shapeless! I don't know what was the big fuss about her body, she looks ugly!!!! And nothing but Drew Barrymore was interesting... I love Drew. She is real. And although she aint the pretty model, she is cute and acts impecably.

The sequel to Lilo & Stich is hilarious. Loved it. Gotta get me a cute animal like him... Grrrrrr.

Sunday, went through some shopping pains, as my ATM card is doing nothing and I forgot my checks at home... Sooooo... Mayor ouch... Silent night...

Monday... Back to working pains. See ya!

10-4

There will be a special event tomorrow. Six planets will align, creating the shape of a star. It is said that this alignment creates a powerful force that awakens the psiquic powers around the world. Tomorrow, from 5 to 8 pm there will be a worldwide circle of meditation and praying because of that cosmic event.

Friday, my first thought was to put some wacky make-up, but then thought about all the computers I had to move to the new place at Aguadilla... That was smart. I worked like a bull. Damn! I hope they are happy, they better be! When I got home I was beyond beat! Groundel rented 3 movies, two anime and one Fangoria... I Zombie sucked... in the complete endless meaning of the word. Kiki's Delivery Service was a fun witchy anime flick. Millenium Actress was... confusing... entertaining... beautiful... artsy... loooong... nice.

Lucinda couldn't do the party she wanted to do, so that was about it for Halloween night. Spent the night in some gothic attire without the usual stares, the only good thing about it... permission to be as I am. :P Freely. Oh, big deal, I celebrate Halloween 365 days a year, so... Coriolis couldn't come either. He had to work on Saturday... Growing pains... Being a kid is hard on such a sucky corporate-industrialized word... But we cannot stop. Together, we can survive! Yay!

Oh, Saturday was a loooooong day! Well, someone wanted to have some company due to unwanted visits on hometown... So added Lucinda and co. to the group. Woke up early at 7, then to go get some info for the car (without success). Got a call from LadyMex, and so called Lucinda to join us. Went with Groundel to the doctor, ended up tuning her PC/network system... Grrrrr... Got out at 3, went to leave Lucinda where they were repairing her car, then to pick up LadyMex and wait for Lucinda at her home. Hi-ho, hi-ho, its up the hill we go... We all wandered SanGerm?n's Kmart for a long long while, and then went to visit el Calvo, who almost choked with all of our physical precense... LOL He had some current students celebrating their Bdays over his house, plus us old students... We stayed for only half an hour, since little Barbie spilled some precious Voodu gems and we felt we were intruding. So, we went to leave LadyMex, Lucinda departed with her kids and I went home... Not yet. Went to my aunt's even if Groundel was complaining that she was sleeping... I knew she wasn't. The night was young! Plus I wanted to leave some Xmast decor for her Xmas tree on her house since my kids could break them easily. So, we stayed there to have a snack, and then went home. After the long walks and talks it was straight to bed, beaten.

Woke up on Sunday at 5pm... Yes, I was THAT tired. Went to get some decent food at my aunt's, watched some tv... some WWF and Charmed, then home to bed again. I still feel I need more rest, but heck... Need to work for a living...

10-4

Ohhhhhh, greaaaatttttttt... The depression syndrome is spreading badly throughout the isle. Now Coriolis is the latest victim. Back-trip. I don't like San Juan. The capital is so full of shit, literally. It is a cold cement jungle that preys on you and make you loose touch of the real self. Hit with a brick. Sometimes money ain't just enough... It is plainly seen that God has a huge sense of humor at our expense. :p

I am feeling happy ever since yesterday. Seems that closeness to the Witching Day is kicking on good vibes. At least for a day I get to play being myself without condemnations by society. It is so good to grasp freedom even if once a year...

Seems I'm allergic to the a/c at work, since the air conducts are not in good shape. Got the almost-Daria syndrome, getting all red, face to toe until I get off work and wait 15 minutes... Hmmm...

Kitties! Many kitties! Showering kitties at Lucinda's home! Her man fixed my car's breaks last night in just 1 1/2 hours, and I bought the car's license today... now I only have the window's problem ... Little by little...
Hope there's a light at the end of the road...

10-4

Lightheaded, a bit sleepy... Never-never Land is home. From mad to wicked, that's the road to follow. Carefree life seems to treat one better... Anyway... My car has a broken window, no license, and bad brakes. I'm looking for a mechanic, and hopefully won't forget to reach the insurance company.

Coriolis discovered HotTopic. He can die now. ;)

Halloween is in two days, so that should make me happy... or devious.

Set feels the spirit, definitively...

10-4

Pretty drapes in light beige adorned the wall. They resembled regal drapes of the Renaissance perhaps... The light toned down, only two torchieres on each side, both with shades in red crystal. Right at their side, chandeliers in red flickering a lovely red flame. There were flowers covering the left wall, and a nice padded stepper right in front of the main table, where layed a casket of pure white. Inside, silk lining served as a snow background to the lovely lady that rested in it. Her dark hair contrasted with the white silk. Her features were peaceful, tranquility radiating from her with its invisible glow. Her lips depicted a soft smile, an understanding smile full of compassion and serenity.
I watched from a corner, the reverence of the human behavior in such times... The despair of the mother, the hurting of the brothers and sisters and true friends, and the onlookers who went to watch and gossip later. It was all a display of tradition, an everyday event on such a place... It never ceases to strike me that in a same place parody and tragedy merges in an attempt to explain or reason death.
After a while I went to the old lady who always greeted me in her house... and to the sister that always saluted me whenever I visited... Then I went to say a last goodbye to my dear friend, smiling back at her, kissing her forehead and giving a last caress to her hair. Rest in peace. You earned it. Goodbye, Mayrita. Until we meet again.

I couldnt go to the cemetery, I am not well and right now I would be to emphatic with many behaviors... I was dizzy and even panicked at so much people in the place... I had to leave for I knew if I stayed I would just faint. Driving back home... A long drive...

10-4

An old friend died today at 12:30pm. Mayra had breast cancer, which ended up taking her lungs and spreading internally. She left behind two children, a husband that now will learn the value that she had, and her family and friends. I met her in my first job, at HP... around 1990. She was always giving herself to others, selflessly. She suffered much due to her husband's gambling and absence. Her children were rascals who started to change their attitude when they learned about their mother's illness two years ago. She was a quiet one, always giving her ears and her heart, always looking for the bright side of things and life. She had words of inspiration at all times, and in face of adversity she stood strong and fought to the death. She had won heaven a long time ago, so I am certain she is peacefully resting now. Her life, words and dreams will not be forgotten. Forever my friend. I only regret I could not talk to you one last time. Such a sudden departure, so unexpected... No more pain.

10-4

Been sick... Like, getting used to it? If you have an enemy, wish him/her migraine. It is absolutely the worst thing to bother 24/7... Last week was the flu. This week started with lovely throwing up just before getting into my car. Since then, migraine and overall nausea feeling. Lovely and cozy. Couldnt go to work, bad start to new system week. Need to get rid off the string of bad luck! This is suppossed to be the month of witches, DAMNIT! Bedridden, sad... Taking many pills... Yeah, Arkham sounds good.

I see black, I see white
I see the darkness and the light
Life goes up, life goes down
I am the hero and the clown

(I live it up) - yeah
(Won't give it up)
I want it all don't wanna fall
(I live it up - won't give it up)
(I want it all don't wanna fall)
I'm pretty sure there must be something worth living for

(Walk Your Way) Don't let them tear you apart
(Walk Your Way) Don't let them change you
You are here to live and what you take you've got to give

(Walk your way) It's just a signal from your heart
(Walk your way) Sometimes it strange though
Life is such a game, don't give it up
Cuz it will never be the same

I'm smoking, I'm soaking
Till there is nothing left to lose
Shit stinks and really smells bad
Step into it - makes you upset

(I live it up) - oh yeah
(Won't give it up)
I want it all don't wanna fall, yeah!
(I live it up) - oh yeah
(Won't give it up)
(I want it all don't wanna fall)
I'm pretty sure there must be something worth living for

(Walk Your Way) Don't let them tear you apart
(Walk Your Way) Don't let them change you
You are here to live and what you take you've got to give

(Walk your way) It's just a signal from your heart
(Walk your way) Sometimes it strange though
Life is such a game, don't give it up
Cuz it will never be the same

(whoa oh oh oh oh) yeah
(whoa oh oh oh oh) So many different things are waiting to be done
(whoa oh oh oh oh)
(whoa oh oh oh oh) So many things but you can put your ears into the sound
(whoa oh oh oh oh) hey
(whoa oh oh oh oh) Just take your time and you will never be too late
(whoa oh oh oh oh)
(whoa oh oh oh oh) Just take your time don't try to change your fate

(Walk Your Way) Don't let them tear you apart
(Walk Your Way) Don't let them change you
You are here to live and what you take you've got to give

(Walk your way) It's just a signal from your heart
(Walk your way) Sometimes it strange though
Life is such a game, don't give it up
Cuz it will never be the same.


-Walk Your Way by Helloween

The Raven
by Edgar Allan Poe
First Published in 1845

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
" 'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door;
Only this, and nothing more."


Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow; vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow, sorrow for the lost Lenore,.
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore,
Nameless here forevermore.


And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me---filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating,
" 'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door,
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door.
This it is, and nothing more."


Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
"Sir," said I, "or madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
But the fact is, I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you." Here I opened wide the door;---
Darkness there, and nothing more.


Deep into the darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortals ever dared to dream before;
But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word,
Lenore?, This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word,
"Lenore!" Merely this, and nothing more.


Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
Soon again I heard a tapping, something louder than before,
"Surely," said I, "surely, that is something at my window lattice.
Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore.
Let my heart be still a moment, and this mystery explore.
" 'Tis the wind, and nothing more."


Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately raven, of the saintly days of yore.
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;
But with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door.
Perched upon a bust of Pallas, just above my chamber door,
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.


Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,
"Though thy crest be shorn and shaven thou," I said, "art sure no craven,
Ghastly, grim, and ancient raven, wandering from the nightly shore.
Tell me what the lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore."
Quoth the raven, "Nevermore."


Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,
Though its answer little meaning, little relevancy bore;
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door,
Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
With such name as "Nevermore."


But the raven, sitting lonely on that placid bust, spoke only
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.
Nothing further then he uttered; not a feather then he fluttered;
Till I scarcely more than muttered, "Other friends have flown before;
On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before."
Then the bird said, "Nevermore."


Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,
"Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store,
Caught from some unhappy master, whom unmerciful disaster
Followed fast and followed faster, till his songs one burden bore,---
Till the dirges of his hope that melancholy burden bore
Of "Never---nevermore."


But the raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling,
Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird, and bust and door;
Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking
Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore --
What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt and ominous bird of yore
Meant in croaking "Nevermore."

Thus I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing
To the fowl, whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core;
This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining
On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamplight gloated o'er,
But whose velvet violet lining with the lamplight gloating o'er
She shall press, ah, nevermore!


Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer
Swung by seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor.
"Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee -- by these angels he hath
Sent thee respite---respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore!
Quaff, O quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!"
Quoth the raven, "Nevermore!"


"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil!--prophet still, if bird or devil!
Whether tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
Desolate, yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted--
On this home by horror haunted--tell me truly, I implore:
Is there--is there balm in Gilead?--tell me--tell me I implore!"
Quoth the raven, "Nevermore."


"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil--prophet still, if bird or devil!
By that heaven that bends above us--by that God we both adore--
Tell this soul with sorrow laden, if, within the distant Aidenn,
It shall clasp a sainted maiden, whom the angels name Lenore---
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden, whom the angels name Lenore?
Quoth the raven, "Nevermore."


"Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!" I shrieked, upstarting--
"Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken! -- quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!"
Quoth the raven, "Nevermore."


And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming.
And the lamplight o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted---nevermore!

This one's for Coriolis alter ego as... Snake... alias Gaston. (Yes, couldnt help myself):

Gaston:
Who does she think she is?
That girl has tangled with the wrong man!
LeFou:
Darn right.
Gaston:
No one says "no" to Gaston!
Dismissed! Rejected!
Publicly humiliated! Why, it's more than I can bear.
LeFou:
More beer?
Gaston:
What for? Nothing helps. I'm disgraced.
LeFou:
Who, you? Never! Gaston, you've got to pull yourself together.

Lefou:
Gosh it disturbs me to see you, Gaston
Looking so down in the dumps
Ev'ry guy here'd love to be you, Gaston
Even when taking your lumps
There's no man in town as admired as you
You're ev'ryone's favorite guy
Ev'ryone's awed and inspired by you
And it's not very hard to see why
No one's slick as Gaston
No one's quick as Gaston
No one's neck's as incredibly thick as Gaston's
For there's no man in town half as manly
Perfect, a pure paragon!
You can ask any Tom, Dick or Stanley
And they'll tell you whose team they prefer to be on
Lefou and Chorus:
No one's been like Gaston
A king pin like Gaston
LeFou:
No one's got a swell cleft in his chin like Gaston
Gaston:
As a specimen, yes, I'm intimidating!
Lefou and Chorus:
My what a guy, that Gaston!
Give five "hurrahs!"
Give twelve "hip-hips!"
LeFou:
Gaston is the best
And the rest is all drips
Chorus:
No one fights like Gaston
Douses lights like Gaston
LeFou:
In a wrestling match nobody bites like Gaston!
Bimbettes:
For there's no one as burly and brawny
Gaston:
As you see I've got biceps to spare
LeFou:
Not a bit of him's scraggly or scrawny
Gaston:
That's right!
And ev'ry last inch of me's covered with hair
Chorus:
No one hits like Gaston
Matches wits like Gaston
LeFou:
In a spitting match nobody spits like Gaston
Gaston:
I'm espcially good at expectorating!
Ptoooie!
Chorus:
Ten points for Gaston!
Gaston:
When I was a lad I ate four dozen eggs
Ev'ry morning to help me get large
And now that I'm grown I eat five dozen eggs
So I'm roughly the size of a barge!
Chorus:
Oh, ahhh, wow!
My what a guy, that Gaston!
No one shoots like Gaston
Makes those beauts like Gaston
LeFou:
Then goes tromping around wearing boots like Gaston
Gaston:
I use antlers in all of my decorating!
Chorus:
My what a guy,
Gaston!

Song: Gaston from Disney's Beauty and the Beast

Climb ev'ry mountain
Search high and low
Follow ev'ry by-way
Every path you know

Climb ev'ry mountain
Ford ev'ry stream
Follow ev'ry rainbow
'Till you find your dream

A dream that will need
All the love you can give
Everyday of your life
For as long as you live

Climb ev'ry mountain
Ford ev'ry stream
Follow ev'ry rainbow
'Till you find your dream

A dream that will need
All the love you can give
Everyday of your life
For as long as you live

Climb ev'ry mountain
Ford ev'ry stream
Follow ev'ry rainbow
'Till you find your dream

- Song: Climb Ev'ry Mountain from The Sound of Music Soundtrack

The Bad:
Lucinda got conjutivitis from little Einstein. Now the girl is in quarentene...Buahahahaha. Got a call from an old friend... with some bad news... Seems that the cancer treatment she took solved the problem for a little while but now it re-emerged and started the chimo again this week, and her lungs get filled with water... Her family may take her to the States for the right treatment. Me, I have an endless migraine, plenty of stress/ansiety/depression/nervous breakdown of sorts. Work keeps on being a pain in the ass.. Where's a time-out when u need it?

The Good:
RedRose by StephenKing, really nice. Gold & Blood by AnneRice, a masterpiece as usual. Kali is as adorable as ever. I realized Vierna is 4 years old. I am creating a nice costume for the official Cratures of the Night day... Absolutely fall in love with Jafar and Iago. The Beast looked better as a Beast than as a prince.
Coriolis is getting a promotion, became the sin-eater, got another job (so now he has 3), and still gives some personality to gaston and Jafar while managing to play magic and keep the elf happy... Talk about an overachiever! Ah... Immortals...
I hope that by the end of the year the machinations of my machiavelic plan begins, so maybe next year I can sit back, smoke a cigar and say " I love it when a plan comes together".
AVO taking a turn to save mankind. Go GreenPeace! Fight the real enemy!

The Whatever:
Dark thoughts are great, odes to darkness take my breath away. Blood is alluring. Life is an adventure whether it is good-bad-ugly doesn't matter... The innocent look at each day in wonder, the sinner look at each day for something else... But the gifts come to us as BloodKisses, sweet nothings of pain makes us yield and remember that being vulnerable may be our greatest ally on the figt for power and a turning tide on the war for self-conquest.

10-4

The crypt has been cold and mossy... The air within the dephts remains hard to breath. Still living, eyes closed within the tomb but with high awareness... Dreams searching for the continuum and perhaps a sweet and sour solace. The sound of my own breath give way to silent murmurs coming from earth's hold. What is it? When will be time? For the centuries pass by and rising seems an aloof desire. Not even the need to feed gives will to the body... Once again the gentle slumber and its dream cradle suffice to fulfill the need... Body can wait, ancient and eternal it is. Dormant, silence and murmurs give way to the images that flash in a blur and gives way to confussion , wonder and pain. Alas! No need to brood on the imagery... Pointless torment...

Here I am, the immortal questioning Fate... questioning the Endless and claiming the glory paid with blood... Insanity holding on, grasping the web of thoughts and reality and mist and betrayal... Humans waste themselves, a cattle that should be ignored if only for survival of us... kindred... And we may even crave their waste...

Silent lingering... The cold walls rise and give back the echo, the craving, the mirage...

I am to sleep some more, numb my senses to the human world and wait for the time when retribution will become us, will become my own, will impale my senses and allow a savoring of extinct old blood and rebirthing new elixir of life.

Fading murmurs echo the plea that so many souls repeat, from ancient tongues to newest child...

Silent stir...

10-4

So I'm getting in touch with my writing skills, which I have neglected for months. Need to hurry and try finishing up at least the firts five chapters of the WoN tale and put together the Cutlass Tales. A job in itself.
Finding out about the doctorate programs available at RUM and UIA. It will be either counseling or international business.
Will let go of the AIO endeavour. Must go forward, no backwards... expensive mistake.
Severed unfinished ties and jobs. Focus on rearrangement of what I must fulfill in the next 3 years.
I'm tired, sad... Doing the best I can to meet deadlines at work... Taking all my strenght and mind effort... Trying not to take things personally. Hoping this last time I'll truly get the permanency on Oct so my plans start rolling...
I need a good vacation. Trying to plan for that, rying to focus the resources so I can arrange someting, even if it is a trip to Isla de Gilligan, damnit! May be taking some days off to breathe in breathe out, but that will be on Oct most likely... Got to leave the 2 weeks off for Dec or Jan... if I dont change plans for next summer (which seems the sensible thing to do)...
Getting info on second floors... and on apartments and townhouses.
Getting info on the spots around the isle which are ruins or have a castle-like quality.
Letting imagination fly thanks to my characters... to writing and to playing.
Getting info on the gothic stuff I want and how to get it... Oh, masterplans alert!
Sleeping 10+ hours daily, and still feeling I need more... Work consuming me...

Urge to be creative... Urge to paint and set loose the Artiste forever... Ah... With only a million I could do wonders... Dream on.

I have been aloof and quiet, plots and masterplans inside my mind... Saw el Calvo and Lucinda during the weekend... but I have been with a permanent bad temper. So I've tried to be quiet and give no opinions. Spoke with AVO, barely... Whatever. We should be friends now, hopefully that statement is right. I would hate to see him vanish from Avalon. Haven't gone to the movies after watching The Medallion... Finally saw Chicago, and Harry Potter I in Spanish... that was not so bad... Saw Two Towers 2 more times, so its the 5th view of that masterpiece. Still looking for the Sound of Music.

Thats all for now!

10-7

Alive
Survivor
Dreamer
Endless hope
Alien
Alienated
Fearless
Stubborn
Annoyed
Dissappointed
Trustful
Courageous
Believing
Exploring
Enjoying
Desecrating
Blessing
Loosing
Understanding
Laughing
Summoning
Sadness
Writing
Webs
Spinning
Torture
Strengt
Fight
Working
Challenge
Playing
Discovery
Beginning

The game of Life is on. :)

10-4

Adversity is another way to measure the greatness of individuals. I never had a crisis that didn't make me stronger.

- Lou Holtz