Hey Everyone! Yes, I am still here, shocking I know, and please, stop auplauding... lol...

Well, 2 weekends in a row... this has got to be some kind of record...

Anyway, it's thrusday night and I htough I'd see if I could get on. See, my internet is dialup, and if that isn't bad enough, my phone line sucks... I can only get on the net from 11 at night to 7 in the morning after that there's too much static in the phone lines... Someone explane that to me... I've got to get someone out here to check the lines...

Well, it's turning cold in Michigan and I' about ready to start working my ass off again. It cost us $700 a month last year to heat our house... which is almost half of my girlfriend and I's salary. So, I'm about to start working on an addition to house a wood furnace... which I have to design and build... Yeah, I know... 'burnin' down the house'

No, I've already sketched the design, I just have to find the materials, then get some more welding wire and put myself to work... As for this weekend, I get to measure twice and cut four times, cause somehow the boards are always too long...

Then i get to build some heat ducts, dig holes, and tunnel under a foundation....

Man of many skills, master of none, that seems to be my pedegree these days...

Anyway, just a look into my life right at this moment...

Hello everyone. Checking in again... I know it's been a while since I have, seriously not as long as some of the other times, but it's been a few months... I'm working at putting some time together for writing. I've finally started jotting notes again, which I hope is the sign of more progressive things to come. I've done a little reading, a little bit of rewriting, but nothing big yet, I guess I'm kind of working my way up to it. I started to read a little bit of the original clearing, the one that I have always thought was horrible. I was surprised, it wasn't anywhere near as bad as I remember....

15 inches of fresh powder coated the frozen michigan soil. Making the 20 feet to my ‘75 chevy nova seem like 20 miles. The storm had hit suddenly, seeming to coat everything in it’s harsh winter whiteness. Any other day I would have given in and returned empty handed but, I had not fed in a week. Faced with no other choice I remained.. To wait longer would have been reckless. The door had frozen shut, forcing me to work hard to break the seal of ice. Smack! It came open with a bang and collided with a old tranny laying in a drift of snow. I winced in pain thinking of the damage done. My eyes patrolled the snow drifted remains of my front yard. Catching sight of many other derelict parts. Most left overs from my random transformations. Describe some, maybe suiciding doors or the reverse hood on the nova.)Hoods, doors, fenders, engines, trannies. If a car needed it, odds were it was laying around here somewhere.
“Man this place looks like shit,” My voice came out harsh in the quiet (empty) winter stillness. I knew what my project was going to have to be once the warmer days made a come back. I didn’t make it out here often. Least of all for leisure. Today had been an exception, it was the closest of my feeding grounds.
Settling into the seat I caught my image in the rear view mirror. At roughly six one, I didn’t exactly tower over my peers, but then I still had some beat. My shoulder length dust blonde hair dangled annoyingly over my pale skin. It needed cut bad, it wasn’t going to be. The bright blue eyes that spakled back at me had to be my best feature. Both bright and faintly luminescent. The nose crooked to one side ever so slightly that you’d have to stare to notice. A tight, smirky smile crossed my thin lips. They parted. A flash of fang.
My clothes were generic,(in style, grace, and manufacture.) all knock offs. A tight fitting black t slightly overlapping the exposed belt loops of a new pair of black jeans. A pair of black Steele toed boots completed this highly neurotic winter outfit. The cold wasn’t a problem. I reached over to the back seat, groping for my one single embellishment. A black Italian stone pressed leather jacket. Hey everyone needs a little style.
I quietly slid the key into the ignition and turned. The Nova roared to life and died in the same breath. Giving up on being polite my foot jabbed the accelerator petal to the floor repeatedly and gave the key another twist. She roared to life and purred like the tame little lion she was.

Maybe not the greatest, but seriously, that opening used to drive me insane, I hated it... Now, not so much... but I glad that I got rid of it. Mainly because now that I'm rewriting, so much has changed of the story, that opening would no long fit. More characters have emerged, and the whole thing is nothing like it was... Originall Cam was still living in the town, now, he's been gone for something like 18 years... So, this place isn't his anymore. In the original it wasn't a home, it was a hunting ground. A place he went to feed, and tinker on vehicles. Now, returning to Black Mountain, this the place he goes first. It was, and to him, still is his home.

So what's the point to all this? Nothing, I just felt like talking story for a few minutes. Thanks for listening...

God i hate my life no i dont mean that i don't hate my life i just hate everything happening in it life sucks and then you die i guess its true what everyone tells me i have a woman i love who loves me in return a child thats hers but then i would love to be mine a house a home a car love but no money no money makes life a bitch money does bring happiness people might say it doesnt but it does without money life is a misery you cant do anything you cant go anywhere when you work different shifts your alone all the time im just so tired of everything why cant life get better

Wow...

God I know it's been forever since anyone heard a peep from me. May 15th 2007 to be precise...

Sometime I ask myself why I even bother. How many of you really remember me? For a few years there the dA was just this huge part of my life, and for nearly a year and half I have hardly vested a moment in it. Not because I didn't want to, because i wasn't really given the option.

What happened in that year....

I met a girl, moved from home, thought life was grand, then got kickedi nte teeth. I had pretty much forsaken every member of my family. Put her above everyone else, and danced off into my own little lala land.

Life was good, for about a month. Then bills piled in, bills i had to pay. She needed spending money. Gas Money. Time away from me. I was crowding her...

Before too long it was chore, but I kept at it because I'm loyal. When I tell someone I love them it's because I do, and deep down I beleive that love conquers all...

I just have a tendency to beleive that as long as there's love, then anything can be overcome. I guess there just has to be love on both sides. Oh, there was love, don't get me wrong, but a person has to be just a little self involved. A little less in it for themselves.

I read somewhere that the reason so many relationships fail these days is because people care soley for themselves, and hardly at all for others...

Lastly, the break-up.

And she broke up with me, Hah!

She dumped me for some little 16 year old hick she met at the fairgrounds... it's almost too karmically perfect... Have you all seen those Karma comercials lately... Yeah, it was that good....

Like i said, she was always complaining about needings space, tyhat I was crowding her, that I wouldn't let her have any friends and that I was always an asshole to the ones she had. The thing is, I was continuously telling her she needed friends, that she needed to meet new people, And the whole crowding thing... Let me put it this way, Why do you think I wasn't on the dA hardly for a year and a half...
Seriously, if I left the room we started fighting... She'd get on the internet the entire time I was at work, but the moment I got home it was all for her....


So she dumped me...

And I cried, yeah I'm a puss, what can I say? Say what you will, it's my nature and I don't give a shit. I purged, then moved on.

But of course, she wouldn't let it go. It's a situation I've never heard of, but somehow I developed a break-up stalker, who broke up with me... I’ve never had a stalker, never thought I would, but that’s what happened. And she wasn’t the nice kind of stalker. She basically hounded me at work, telling me how I was going to do things for her. Give her my truck for example. She even went to the extent of having her boyfriend try and tell me what to do...

At the time I thought I still wanted her, until the police thing...

But that’s another story. Who know’s, maybe someday I’ll write it. Suffice it to say. I got the truck. I got my life. And she got to say bye-bye.

THANK GOD!!!

In the meantime,

The Ex actually pissed me off enough that I actually did something I’ve never done before. I picked myself up and grabbed a set of balls. I asked a girl out. A nice, normal, slightly better than average looking girl who to me looks beautiful. I Love her, and for once, The love is being returned. On the 13th we’ll have been together for six months, and we’ve only had one fight. Over something piddly and stupid, that was quickly resolved.

Hey guys...
.... and girls....
Okay, hey girls....
I guess, seeing as how looking at my friends list I only just realized about 95% of my watchers are women....

Yeah, whatever....

Anyway....

Wow, so much has changed since I last updated. Well, I'm living away from home finally. Not alone, with my girlfriend. We fight and argue sometimes, but things are pretty good.

I haven't written duddits in forever. Nothing. Okay, a few rewrites... like a page or so... I'm still jotting idea's down. Mostly for Beck's Guard and Masque, the Hunters Novellette... I've got idea's for The Clearing... actually, those have been surfacing pretty regular here recently, so I guess it is all three then.

I've been managing to get on pretty regular here recently, but for only like 20 minutes to half an hour at a time... once a day. So really no time to clear lists yet....

Sorry guys.... er, girls... I deleted a hole poopload of journals. Some as far back as december of last year.... scary... I didn't think they were really relevant anymore. I hope there was nothing really important in there, if there was, note me!

Umm... Well,....

I don't know, I'll let you all know the rest in a week or so...