2001-08-10~~4:46 p.m.
Living on the edge...

Three diary entries, an earthquake, and a spin-off of sorts. What a day!

Typing straight into the "add an entry" box. It's quite a daring feat. Diaryland could crash. I could screw something up and everything could just disappear. You see, sometimes I like to live on the edge.

My husband is leaving for Reno tonight. Shoe is going with him. Our very best friends just bought their first house. ::collective sigh:: Ahhh, the newly wedded bliss (funny, I typed "bills" there) and the added excitement of playing house in a new place. Those were the days.

Anyway, they have helped us move more times than we can count, so now it's our turn to help. "Our" turn. Except I won't be going.

Elle has cheer camp tomorrow. It's over an hour away and not in the same direction as the two and a half hours to Reno. So she and I will stay home. If I can muster the courage, there may be some "girl talk". First we're going to pick up her cheerleading uniform and shop for a lunchbox. And we can't stay up late because we have to meet the caravan at six A.M.. (!!!)

I hate staying home alone. I know there are people who really thrive when they are by themselves, but I'm not one of them. I get lonely. I even miss the people who bug me.

One good thing, though. Well, I guess I shouldn't decide how *good* it is until tomorrow morning, but I'm going to let the dog sleep on my bed. When I was a child my dogs always slept with me. I loved the comfort of their warm little bodies. T doesn't let the dog sleep on the bed. He has only recently given in to letting the dog sleep in Elle's bed. Well, tonight, it's me, my puppy, and Jay Leno.

I probably won't even set the sleep timer. I'll just let it run all night.... because I can.

-Alice