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There's a man down in my basement dismantling a furnace. Can we say "WOOT!"?
There might actually be heat tonight. Yeehaw. Cats are mighty unhappy about being stuck in the bedroom, tho.

Up stupid early again. Two days of not-enough-sleep is affecting me more than I'd like..I feel really groggy, and out of it. Oh well. Life goes on...I'll likely have a nap after Furnace Man is done today, and before Jason comes home.

Jason comes home! Yay! I want tentacle soup and dead fish on a plate.

Must talk to Dad when he gets home from hunting tonight or tommorow. Find out where exactly I'm going in Whitby for this memorial service on Sunday. Gee, I wonder if I have anything black to wear. [/sarcasm] Must wear something other than a pentacle, tho. This is yet another segment of my family I don't want to ever have to explain to.

And seriously...I'd like to stop reading on the one pagan board about how the thinning of the Veil is "sooooooper-powerful-Black&Decker-strong" this year, and it's gonna get...worse? Worse? I don't think it's any more powerful than any other year, and how does it get worse? It just IS. Ugh. Pagan melodrama. Had enough of it this week, I guess.

Mrrf. Kittens and beads are calling. Have a good weekend. :)

Epiphany.

I am a heat vampire. Pale and having no love for daylight (except for sunbeams on a bed), I lurk amongst the heated living, sucking the precious bodywarmth out of them with my chilled, pointed hands. Being cold-blooded, I can be killed with too much sunlight and heat, but just enough makes me a happy, drugged beast, whose stolen heat will let her live to another day.

Heh.

( Vampire Quiz time! )