Wow,

I've discovered that I know nothing of HTML. I'll be forever tweeking this to get it just right.

This weekend I’m heading over to stay with Tempest and Purge in Connecticut. I haven’t seen them in such a long time, it will be wonderful to catch up. Darkmoon and his friend will be there Friday into Saturday, then Nghtskye and Angel will be arriving on Saturday. I had hoped to have more time with Darkmoon, but it seems that he’s got to get back to scenic NJ for Sunday. Oh well, I’ll take what I can get. I realized that I haven’t seen Darkmoon in a little over 5 years – last time was at Tempest & Purge’s wedding (insert Mortal Combat theme here). Time sure flies, whether you’re having fun or not.

I am confident that this will be the traditional drink-fest where we all start out trying to play Shadowrun but it quickly develops into an all out cluster-fuck. Fueled by alcohol and healthy self-appreciation, we will be up until all hours of the night telling stories from time’s past and eating junk food until we hurl. A Good Time. I’m getting psyched to connect with old friends and make some new ones.

Actually, I’ve got quite the history of being too sick to enjoy the following morning’s breakfast (you haven't lived until you've had Buttershots pancakes. MMMMMmmmmmm) and I’ve set a goal for myself to NOT get sick this time around.

Stop laughing, all of you! I’m serious! C’mon guys…I can do it.

I can’t blame you all for having little faith in me. At one time or another you’ve held my hair back as I worshipped the porcelain god. But I have it on very good authority from my friend DaveGrips that I’ve turned into quite the pussy when it comes to drinking. I don’t know if it’s age or wisdom, but I just can’t bang down 4 or 5 beers on a Tuesday night then expect to function properly the next day. I just don’t bounce back like I used to.

I’m off work tomorrow, so I should probably return to stuffing envelopes for a while at least. It’s a glamorous job but some one has to do it, right? I’ll describe the weekend exploits in detail, as well as any Mom or Nanny sightings. They don’t know I’ll be in CT and I want it to stay that way. There’s a whole thing there, but it’ a long story that I really don’t have time for right now. Maybe later today. Remind me to tell you about how Nanny killed a guy at the home.

Into the future…