NaNo starts in three days I just read a review of a book that I can not wait to read: Eifelheim by Michael Flynn. It's got everything: medieval setting, the plague, mysterious vanishing village and aliens crash landed on Earth. How cool is that?
Alas, it will wait until December when I get the luxury of reading again.
Sunday, October 29, 2006
a drug-dealer free day
So, since this summer the drug dealers in my apartment complex have...changed. Not to be naive, I know there's aloways some drug traffic anywhere, but before he dealers were teenagers and not very threatening. Now we have gang members and they scare me. Constant complaints to the building management didn't seem to do anything. Management didn't want to evict these guys, despite the constant police activity, and the people moving out. (I took this to mean that someone ion management was working with the gang.) Frankly, I'm at the end of my rope and will move when the lease is up. Andy can complain all he wants about moving boxes, but I am not going to live here anymore.
There is good news, however. Last Thursday there was a bust and a raid on the gang member's apartments. Lots of people were arrested, including someone in management. (I knew it!)
It's only been two days without our scary dealers but I can feel the difference. No group of guys lurking outside the building all the time, no matter the weather. No cars driving up and down that crappy, pot-hole riddeled road, stopping to buy. No arguements in the parking lot. No people shouting. It's quiet. It's nice.
Here's an article about a nervous reporter that tagged along with an undercover cop. I'm sure being with an undercover cop is frightening, but this guys is overly dramatic. There are no junkies hanging outside in the parking lot, harrassing people. Most of the traffic happens at either the gas station next door (which I will not use anymore) or cars will drive down pot-hole ridden road I affectionatly call the "surface of Mars." Anyway, this reporter paints my apartment complex way worse than it is. As I was reading it, I recognized features of the buildings but I keep asking myself, "Where was this guy?"
There is good news, however. Last Thursday there was a bust and a raid on the gang member's apartments. Lots of people were arrested, including someone in management. (I knew it!)
It's only been two days without our scary dealers but I can feel the difference. No group of guys lurking outside the building all the time, no matter the weather. No cars driving up and down that crappy, pot-hole riddeled road, stopping to buy. No arguements in the parking lot. No people shouting. It's quiet. It's nice.
Here's an article about a nervous reporter that tagged along with an undercover cop. I'm sure being with an undercover cop is frightening, but this guys is overly dramatic. There are no junkies hanging outside in the parking lot, harrassing people. Most of the traffic happens at either the gas station next door (which I will not use anymore) or cars will drive down pot-hole ridden road I affectionatly call the "surface of Mars." Anyway, this reporter paints my apartment complex way worse than it is. As I was reading it, I recognized features of the buildings but I keep asking myself, "Where was this guy?"
Saturday, October 28, 2006
NaNoWriMo's almost here!
It's nearly November and that means I have a few days of sanity left before trying to write 50 thousand words in 30 days. Here's some motivational reading.
Monday, October 23, 2006
oh no
I've come to the horrible realization that none of the beverages in my home are caffinated. And NaNoWriMo is but scant days away! I need caffine!
Saturday, October 21, 2006
It's been awhile
I haven't posted in bit. Lots of things have been going in Pennsylvania.
First, Andy got the job at Temple University. Yea! He now takes the train in every morning and actually ten minutes away from my office. We tried to do the dropping him off in the morning thing and it's just too much of a hassle. Plus, I'm not always in Center City at the end of the working day. I wouldn't be able to pick him. However, Andy is enjoying the new job.
At first he was nervous about leaving Nexmed, he's been there for nearly nine years. But as the days got closer to the end, I could see the tension dissolving. On the last day he wore a Hawaiian shirt. That weekend he was so happy. Positively bubbling over with joy. He was a cliche of joyfulness.
The first day at Temple, however, Andy went back to being a bundle of nerves. He could find his shoes, which was obviously my fault. He couldn't tie his tie. Every little thing was a major catastrophe.
He's been at Temple for a week now and he's starting to chill. His blood sugar is down. Yesterdya morning it was 95. 95! If this keeps up, he may be able to reduce some of his medication. Which only proves that I was correct is saying that stress made his blood sugar insanely high. I take my victories where I can.
NaNo is fast approaching. This morning the two plotlines I've been fighting with magically came together. It was awesome. I'll post my story ideas on the Lab, but not now. It's late. I'm sleepy.
All my NaNo minions...I mean, friends...collegues, really...Anyway, I've made a nice little NaNo mix tape CD and will put it in the mail. Or just give it to you, which ever is easier.
First, Andy got the job at Temple University. Yea! He now takes the train in every morning and actually ten minutes away from my office. We tried to do the dropping him off in the morning thing and it's just too much of a hassle. Plus, I'm not always in Center City at the end of the working day. I wouldn't be able to pick him. However, Andy is enjoying the new job.
At first he was nervous about leaving Nexmed, he's been there for nearly nine years. But as the days got closer to the end, I could see the tension dissolving. On the last day he wore a Hawaiian shirt. That weekend he was so happy. Positively bubbling over with joy. He was a cliche of joyfulness.
The first day at Temple, however, Andy went back to being a bundle of nerves. He could find his shoes, which was obviously my fault. He couldn't tie his tie. Every little thing was a major catastrophe.
He's been at Temple for a week now and he's starting to chill. His blood sugar is down. Yesterdya morning it was 95. 95! If this keeps up, he may be able to reduce some of his medication. Which only proves that I was correct is saying that stress made his blood sugar insanely high. I take my victories where I can.
NaNo is fast approaching. This morning the two plotlines I've been fighting with magically came together. It was awesome. I'll post my story ideas on the Lab, but not now. It's late. I'm sleepy.
All my NaNo minions...I mean, friends...collegues, really...Anyway, I've made a nice little NaNo mix tape CD and will put it in the mail. Or just give it to you, which ever is easier.
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