NO, REALLY...EVERYTHING IS JUST GREG.

I'm shamelessly plugging myself here. Go read some poetry.

I've sorta slipped through the past few days without much of an update. And that's okay because there must not have been anything to update about. Not much has been happening lately I guess. I haven't even started my Christmas shopping, but I do know what I want to get - so I guess that's a plus.

Phone calls that last beyond 4 hours are pretty insane. Just call us crazy. Insane crazy. That and mighty frickin tired. Perhaps bed time before 3am is in order this evening. But we'll see....

I think I'm having a good hair day today. It's a shame that today is almost over.

I haven't even mentioned the newest addition to my toy collection. Action Diver Man. He's short, he's busy working and he's pretty damn good looking. As is most of the diver population, I'm speculating. Mr. Diver will eventually be hanging out in a fish tank. And if Rob has his way it will be a fish tank with pirahnas. Scary.

Thanks to the magic of early Christmas presents I got myself a CD Burner the other day from Sandy and Cristy. Yay!

The Geminid meteor shower peaks this weekend. Best viewing times will be between 9pm and midnight on the 13th and 14th. The stupid moon will be in the way for some of it, but get out and check it out if you can. Last year's Geminids were, by far, the best meteor shower I've ever seen. It was amazing.

Anybody looking for a 7 mo. old Chihuahuawawa that loves the snow? Check the Tribune classifieds. You'll find him.

I think all of my posts need a

All 13 of my plants say HI. They're happy these days. They're digging on the atmosphere. They'll probably go crazy in January when Rob comes back. They'll outgrow this apartment, but we probably will too.

I still haven't posted my pictures from his visit, but I'm waiting for final Loo clearance on them. I probably won't get it *pout* ... but they're all very interesting.



See? Doh.