And then there were two
Totally preaked busy between now and tomorrow when I leave for my facial encounter of the second kind (I’ll explain that reference someday) …
And the phreakedness is good, because it’s kinda keeping me from focusing on my phreakedness about the impending surgery.
Though as I was telling Hottie last night, I’m not scared of the risks, I’m not scared because I think it’s the wrong thing to do, I’m phreaked just because I’m actually, finally doing it.
Anyways, Shaft is all excited about our roadtrip … we’ve negotiated driving responsibilities … I consented to allow him to drive both ways (we’re taking my car), in exchange for me retaining veto rights and total control of the XM Radio. Not necessarily a bad move … Shaft speeds worse than I do … so most likely he’ll get us there quicker (there is a timeline where we’re going to get in an accident, though it’ll be a minor one) … and since I’ve finally got the points off my driver’s license from my previous speeding events, I’m comfortable letting him take the risk.
Mom wants to go with us, which is super sweet, but I’m not inclined to accept her and Dad’s offer.
Ex has offered help.
Satan is even packing our road trip cooler for us !! 🙂
So cool … so sweet … so phreaking soon !!
LOL, that *is* great, iMom, just like watching the movie all over again!! 🙂 (which i should do btw since it’s been a good 10 years since i last saw it).
..claire
OMG !! That was great iMom !!!! 🙂
The Umpire Strikes Out
(a screenplay)
Yodette:
Use the Force. Yes…
Now…your face. Feel it.
Concentrate!
Amy-Wan:
Oh, no. I’ll never get it fixed now.
Yodette:
So certain are you. Always with you it cannot be done. Hear you nothing that I say?
Amy-Wan:
Mistress, being part-time is one thing. This is totally different.
Yodette:
No! No different! Only different in your mind. You must unlearn what you have learned.
Amy-Wan:
(focusing, quietly) All right, I’ll give it a try.
Yodette:
No! Try not. Do. Or do not. There is no try.
Amy-Wan:
(panting heavily) I can’t. It’s too male!
Yodette:
Gender matters not. Look at me. Judge me by my gender, do you? Hm? Mmmm.
Amy-Wan shakes her head
Yodette:
And well you should not. For my ally in the Force. And a powerful ally it is. Life creates it, makes it grow. It’s energy surrounds us and binds us. Luminous beings are we…(Yodette pinches Amy-Wan’s shoulder)…not this crude matter. (a sweeping gesture) You must feel the Force around you. (gesturing) Here, between you…me…the tree…the rock…everywhere! Yes, even between your skin and soul.
Amy-Wan:
(discouraged) You want the impossible.
Quietly Yodette turns toward the mirror. With her eyes closed and her head bowed, she raises her arm and points at it. Soon, a mist forms around Amy-Wan’s face in the mirror as Shaft stammers in amazement and steps back. Her face shifts and becomes a thing of beauty. Yodette moves her arm away from the mirror, and the image starts to disappear. Amy-Wan stares in astonishment as image fades. She walks toward Yodette.
Amy-Wan:
I don’t…I don’t believe it.
Yodette:
That is why you fail.
Amy-Wan shakes her head, bewildered.
Thank you everyone for your well wishes !! I’m nervous as all … but it’s time !! 🙂 Oh … not to be greedy or anything, but can someone say that “May The Force Be …” thing to me !! 😉 Seriously … thank you all. I would never have had the courage, nor the information, to be at this point without you. *hugs*
Wishing you good painkillers and great results with the surgery!
P.S. When you write about you and Shaft zipping across the country on a roadtrip together, I’m suddenly thinking of a possible sequal to “Planes, Trains, and Automobiles.” Hmmm, Shaft=Del Griffith? 🙂 j/k
Woo! Yay!
Good luck hun!
Take a book!
,Sarah
Amy…nows the time to throw your caution to the wind. You have made your plans, tested the waters, and told everyone important about your self. It’s time.
Good luck, and I’ll be thinking of you. Let me know when your up and about!
Good luck. Break a stitch. Or whatever’s an appropriate send-off for a road trip under the knife.
Remember on the second and third day of recovery, it’s only temporary discomfort.
do you suppose emily will need another week off?
🙂
didja notice shawna didn’t even send a note?
i don’t what i’ll do for the next one–
Chendra and Stacy playing backgammon?
intimately?
i’ll be leaving to light your candle
and pray your rosary in about an hour…