The joy of living

I was feeling a little bit down today. So much in the news about war with Iraq. Shawn was busy so Ididn't get to see him. Guess I was a little bit lonely. So I played Dance Dance. For 2 hours. That was great, but I was worn out.

As I was on the 'puter later, I got to hear from my my favorite Raccoon. She gets to come visit me! I'll be counting the days (26). Since, as my dear readers may or may not know, I'm still living with my parents, I went down to talk with them about arrangements. Since they don't read this (or didn't; seems maybe my mother will now ^_^), they were not aware of, shall we say, the full extent of my involvement with Andrea. We talked about sleeping arrangements and got things of that ilk straightened out. Then I said 'Next question; Uh, do you object to us sharing a bed?' Oh dear, I made my mother blush. But, surprise aside, she's ok with that. My parents are happy for me. Life continues to become increasingly better. It's very nice to share that aspect of my life with them. I just wasn't quite sure how to introduce the subject. But it's out in the open now, and that's a good thing.