I completed my first day on the job... a 5 hour shift. I'm not too tired, but yeah, my feet are a bit sore. Despite wearing the new Chucks. Been over 5 years since i have had a job. And this is the first one in this country. Weird getting up this morning....

Might mean i have to work on mine and (e:Uncutsaniflush) 's 5th wedding anniversary this Friday, though. We'll see. Sounds like normal life stuff and i reckon i should get used to it. Besides, we have had 4 anniversaries before it in which we could do anything we wanted... and hopefully many more to come in which we can run away somewhere.

I think for the first time ever, i went to a cleaning and check up at the dentist and had no cavities. Freaky. Quitting smoking, needing fewer cough candies because of quitting and not drinking as much sugar (juices and sodas) has helped a lot, i suspect.

I'm a bit nervous about starting the new job in the morning. *sigh*

Looks like i got myself a part time job. It's no glam job, but it will be a start. Pray for my feet on Tuesday!

Oh, and i forgot one pic from the party...

Bad me!



P.S. Drop us a line to let us know you made it home safe and sound, (e:Twisted) ?

Thanks for hosting yet another stellar event, (e:PMT) ! The house is, of course, beautiful. I had no doubt that ya'll would make it so.

(e:Twisted) ... thank you for making the trip to come to this party. It was a pleasure to meet you. Gives me yet another of the many many reasons i would want to visit San Fransisco. Hope you were able to make it to Marshals to get a pair of orange chucks. :O)

Glad to see you made it back into the house ok, (e:Kookcity2000) ! Hope the bucket helped!

OK, (e:peeps) .. the pictures. I could describe each one, but sometimes, words just don't do a picture justice. So, here they are...

Yesterday, the sirens didn't even wake me. But my phone ringing downstairs did. I ran to get it. Kirsten, i thought... oh, no, something is wrong with the healing of her wisdom teeth extractions!!

On the way to the phone, i noticed the red flashy lights. Parked half on our lawn and half on Deb & Carl's lawn was a fire department SUV, engine running. Yipes, was my next thought... Deb & Carl decided to divorce in a blaze of glory, as it were.

Didn't get to the phone in time. Was indeed Kirsten.

I went upstairs, woke (e:Uncutsaniflush) and told him there was an emergency vehicle (yeah, those were the words i used at 7am -- emergency vehicle) on our front lawn. Huh, i think, was his response.

We got on clothing more appropriate for being out of doors and went to see what was going on.

What was going on was the house 4 doors down -- there's us, Deb & Carl, then Kirsten, then Kirsten's landlords-- was still smoking. The people on the other side of them called the fire department. Something about showering at 5am and not used to it being smoky, i think...

The house was vacant. Not many of those on our block. This house was in forclosure. The dude that owned it bought it or got it from his grandmother i found out today. When, or just before, it was being forclosed on, he gutted the place. Took everything. Light fixtures, all the kitchen cabnets, bathroom stuff. Weeny.

And now, it burned down. I wonder how that happened.........

This morning, 8am. Banging. Damn. Is someone trying to break into our place. Nope.

They are tearing down the burned out house. Making lots of noise. Boo on them. I wanted to sleep in this morning.