Pre-sunrise blogging...

With tea and juice...

It's 5:14 (in the a.m!)and the computer says I've been online for 29 minutes and seventeen seconds already.

Why?

Because my first day on the new job was tiring/overwhelming, and followed by a trek to find a notary and a Fed Ex envelope which will hopefully end the selling-our-house-in-Iowa process...

So then I fell asleep at 8 pm last night. Woke up at 4 this morning. A weird feeling.

But I'm finally getting to read all my blogoshhere back-posts for the last few weeks. Good stuff.

Congrats to Paul and Shanna and Michael and everyone on many accomplishments of late. Yay!

My own writing is a little stalled, buried as it is under boxes and boxes and bags. I owe new proposals to an (unnamed for now) agent, work on the "Somebody Save Me: Songs about Fucking and God" proposal to Jeff Sharlet, as well as some editing for KtB. And Daphne and Jim. Most of all I owe Daphne and Jim some serious attention.

But soon. Soon!

In sadder news, the funeral will be Thusday. So I may be heading to Scranton.

In happier news, the house is wonderful, pulling together nicely. And my job is great!