Not that I think I am any different from many of the rest of the girls here, but the very realization that I have become a far different person than I was is such a pleasant surprise. IMHO, I am probably the ultimate girly girl or try to be. I'd be the girl wearing a frothy mountain of lace to a prom dance. I'd love to be carried to my car if the puddles were too yucky.

I was astonished yesterday to find that my identity can be traced all the way past my IP(?), even to the identity of my PC. I had joined a website forum on about.com and then got an email that showed all this information to me. It was just shocking.

Last night, I called my Mother to tell her that my book had finally arrived and that I would be bringing her a copy, as she had insisted I do, when initially told that I'd even HAVE a book.

I have to stick my 2 cents in here. Any way it turns out, the "poachers" were breaking a law of some kind, whether it was "jack-lighting deer", hunting out of season, hunting where they shouldn't, shooting without making sure of their target, or playing a Bush or Cheney, etc, etc. The fact remains, they were breaking a law. Maybe several.

With the doctor jokes around now, this little limerick came to mind:

When she got arrested for leading a riot
Her friends said, "We don't understand, she's so quiet."
Still it's not hard to figure
Her radical new vigor
Since she started her gunpowder diet!

Yes, it's true! I really have written a number of stories without (as far as I can tell) any transgender elements. So far, I've only posted a couple of them online. One of them is called A Tree's Story. The actual title is 'In the Beginning - A Tree's Story', but the site where I posted it (deviantART) won't let post titles that long. I also created an audio book version of this story at a website called Internet Archive and the cover art for this story, as seen below.

Hoo boy!

It's five in the morning and here I am awake. My mom got confused in the night, she thought she was in the hospital and used her medical alert button to try to call a nurse. When they asked her who could they call to help her, she apparently forgot I live in the other end of the mobile home and had them call the neighbors.

So, instead of the boring way I've been doing it... How's about this:

 
 
1:25am 10 November 2007...
 
 

First time I've used this blog thing so I hope I get it right. Earlier today I was watching a television documentary on the Ironman/woman races. One man had advanced ALS but he finished the 2 mile swim, a 120 mile bike ride and then a 26 mile marathon.
As he crossed the finish line he said his mantra was 'If you don't face your fears then you cannot live your dreams.'

Her mom has been keeping her awake and keeping her from working, most of this week, and now she's so upset she's ill.

Let's be good to her and not hassle her.

Posting of Green Sun 13 may be delayed because I'll be editing and picking an illustration myself.

-- Donna

Hello All.

...then I have to take my Mom to the doctor. If the site burns down while I'm gone, Sephrena or Bob will surely call me. :)

Sometime today, I'm going to try to do some writing myself. I need some time to move stuff off the two servers that are being closed, too.

Hugs to all,
Erin