Creepy note:  Last night/this morning at 2:00, some random person was knocking on our door for 5+ minutes.  I thought maybe Hannah was expecting someone (at two a.m.?  Unlikely), but it turns out she thought she might have been dreaming it or something, but no, it really happened.  No leads.  Kinda unnerved.  Am glad we both use the deadbolt at ( Read more... )

Holy stinky gym socks, Batman! I am finally sitting down to write a new LJ post! Just so you know, I still want a bicycle. A "cruiser" as my mother calls them, and--at least when it comes to bicycles--my mother is always right. So, whilst in bicycle mood, I shall begin with the bicycle story.

If you've been reading my LJ at all, you should at ( Read more... )

Will somebody just give me a goddamn bicycle for chrissake? Honestly.

A few weeks ago, I meant to write an entry about going on the STP (Seattle-to-Portland bike ride). After the STP, I meant to write an entry about the STP. Then, I meant to write an entry regarding the fact that I'm house sitting again and the family got a new puppy. Then I meant to write an entry about getting a tattoo. Then I meant to write an ( Read more... )

That I found while wandering through Third Place Books with Lucy and Phil and wrote on my arm. This was a month ago, but I transfered them to a piece of paper so all is not lost.

In no particular order:

• The Nubian Prince by Juan Bonilla
  
• Changeling by Delia Sherman (I think)
  
• Pretty Little Dirty by Amanda Boyden
  
• Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell by ( Read more... )