Yeah, this one rhymes....

The work week was ending and responsibilities be damned,

Books, cleaning and sleep filled my plans.

But with a phone's ring, I accepted a social proposal.

The walk was short, windy and quite wet,

But the beer was cold, and through Condottiere, new friends were met.

I traversed the bar, played games and drank more

Then home I went, for warmth and a snore.

But frabjous day indeed, now I must clean!

The activities of Sunday have already been forseen.

There are hours of climbing, cups of tea, and plates of pastries waiting for me.

November 5th

Remember, remember!

The fifth of november,

The Gunpowder, treason, and plot;

I know of no reason

Why the Gunpowder treason

Should ever be forgot!

Tomorrow Is Halloween!

Halloween is my favorite time of year!

Other than Beltane...but that's another story.

Kids will be tricking and treating

Decorations will be strewn:

Costumes will be donned

Disney Horror Movies will be replayed on every cable station

Parties will be had

Some of them will suck:

And I have so many costumes....

HAPPY HALLOWEEN ALL!

Technical Difficulties During A Meeting @ Work (IT Crowd Style)

"I can't see what's on your screen..."

"How do I enter the WebEx Meeting?"

It's a Monday...

The Raven- Part Two (10-20-13)

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; hesitated 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.

The Raven - Part One (10-18-13)

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 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.

Weird Thursdays

Ken Spivey asked me out on a date.

I was quite flustered:

He wants to fly into Seattle and have some dates with him while he does the tourist thing...

It was all very flattering....and my boyfriend and I have a Con = Vegas rule. (What happens at cons, stays at cons...though I tell him everything anyways)... How do I explain that to Ken?

I called my boyfriend (who is currently out of town for the next 2 weeks) and let him know the situation. He was understanding and supportive, reminded me that he didn't own me and would probably want to give me a high five.

Too much weird to process....