The Demonweasel Speaks

So Kenzie and I got back last week from spending the week with my folks, whom she met for the first time. Remarkably, she still wants to marry me. :) It was a much needed and very relaxing vacation, where we spent almost to much money, buying a GameCube for my sweetie, as well as finally breaking down and getting a cell phone for myself, boldly stepping into the 20th century.

I’m bummed I missed making an entry on 6/6/06. I’m even more bummed that I was on check number 665 in my checkbook, and I wanted to wait until that day to write #666, but then I had to write it at the grocery because I had forgotten my card, and I didn’t think to just skip to 667. Me am so dummy.

I need to finalize the proofreading on the ‘ol book, as well as make a startlingly compelling query letter for agents and editors to read and marvel at. I have to do it this month. I don’t know why, but I do. Maybe because I’ve been waiting far to long, and I’m tired of waiting for things to magically be the way I want them. I mean, I have pretty much everything that I want right now…just not that. And it’s not just for me, but you know, the family, and oh my god am I tired of saying this over and over again.

But I’m tired right now. Maybe I should just go to bed. Then again, I did just get the Venture Brothers DVD and I’ve been waiting all night to watch it.

Then again…