I hate waiting. I know it's very Zen, but I still hate it.
There is a possibility that I'll be able to write a weekly computer column for the Journal. I've written five 'sample' articles and submitted them.. I finished the fifth a minute ago. I've still heard nothing. Our features editor says they have potential. Says she won't really know until she reads them back to back. Donna likes them.

I've also sent them to a friend of mine, Amber Gillies from the University of Phoenix. I was in a class with her and she works at a paper in California. They might want to use them also.. I'd post one here but that might get me in trouble if the Journal decides to use them. Who knows. I hate waiting.

Fiddlers went very well. I've not posted a thing since then.. but that's okay because nobody reads these anyway.
Donna's birthday was this past Thursday. She closed on her condo the Wednesday before that. She got Cable today and her phone and furniture get hooked up tomorrow.
We've had communication trouble of late, but I believe it's over. We have too much for something as (soon to be) trivial as that to screw things up. We've been through too much that would blast others apart. I do love her so.