Dear Diary . . . day by day

Wendesday, November 14th, 2001 - Time is what turns kittens into cats

Well, I made one of my fantasies come true: I cleaned my house a little on Sunday. Of course, to look at the kitchen now you'd never know it, but the bathroom is still startlingly cleaner than it was before, and the laundry's done.
I'd have rather fulfilled the wildly romantic sex with Spike dream, but some things are not within the realm of human possibility. The desire is making me feel like a young teen again, however. Luckily, I know I'm not alone. Lucky only because it's not possible; if it were, I'd be all growly and "wait your turn" to these other women . . .
Heh.
I'm not sleeping well. Nightmares where I'm chased through South American Rain Forests (well, over arching stone paths above the rain forests. I'm also having troulbe falling asleep . . .
Ah, time to go to work! Perhaps I will write more to you later.

Exercise log:

Writing log:

My Bibliography page.
Current Publications:
Indianapolis Guide at EGrad.com. Written by me, edited by someone else.
In the Shade of You a poem at Speculon.
San Francisco City Guide at EGrad.com. Written by me, edited by someone else.
I'm currently reading:
Anubis Gates by Tim Powers
The Strange Adventures of Rangergirl by Tim Pratt

My PO Box is:
Heather Shaw
P.O. Box 13222
Berkeley, CA 94712-4222

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