Strange days...

Well, Tracy wrote me. Didn't see that coming... I'm glad she did, in a sense. I hope it means that she's healed enough that she can talk with me. It's been... oh, almost a year (probably more... I'm gonna go with "more") since the last time we spoke/wrote/communicated. I unblocked her from MSN, but that might be a touch premature... hmmm... I'll have to think about that when I get home. She has a deviantart gallery (http://colourofmagic.deviantart.com/ if anyone's curious)... she's gotten much better in the last year. It's kinda hard to look at her picture, though... I mean, not that she's not pretty, she's always been pretty, it's just that it reminds me of how much of an ass I am/was.


Reminds me MORE of how much of an ass I am/was.

Regardless, I wrote her back... something short and honest (about how much I hate work... can't get much more honest than that!), and she wrote me back again almost immediately. I'll write her back again in a day or two... but I'm really happy she wrote me. Now if I could just get this knot of "Wow, I'm an IDIOT" sitting in my stomach to go away... yeah, I treated her really badly, but that was a long time ago. I should be able to forgive myself by now...

Anyway, yeah. That's the big news for today.
I also slept in for work (supposed to be up and ready to go by 8am... didn't get out of bed until 8:30). Felt good... I hate work. HATE work. HATE HATE HATE work.

Ah well. Whacha gonna do?

Last note: Japan. July. $10,000. BY JULY.
I'm going to have to do something remarkably clever before then. Possibly miraculous. But damned if I'm not gonna try.