Still in moving process

We're gonna be heading out soon, so I just thought I'd drop you all a line and let you know that I don't know when I'll be able to post again. I'll try to post soon, but it may take a little bit for things to settle down, so if it's a couple of weeks, don't worry, I'll be back.

Moving Madness and a Meme

Whoo, man has it been a week. I've been scrambling around trying to clean the house (especialliy my room which looked like a bomb had been set off in my garbage can) and packing for THE BIG MOVE. It's coming, and I'm terrified. I'll have a room mate, but that doesn't mean that I'll like him or that he'll like me. He could be a royal jackass, or I could have a whole series of horrible misadventures. For a list of things that could go wrong, see this post.

Anyway, so we've been scrambling around like chickens with our heads cut off for the past couple of days and it'll only get worse as we get closer to THE DAY of THE BIG MOVE.

So, because I'm bored and because it looks like fun, I got a meme off of MerylF's blog which I will now do. Instead of doing it about me, I think I'll do it about The Dark Lord Sauron from the Lord of the Rings (before he was turned into a crazy, fiery eye), just because I'm crazy like that.

1. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?
Yes, it just so happens that I'm named after my Great, great, great grandfather The Dark Lord Marian-Stacy...he wasn't Dark Lord for very long.

2. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?
I always get a little teary eyed during Leo's death scene in Titanic. *sniff*

3. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?
My handwriting is horrible. It's hard for your handwriting to improve when you have people to write your letters and death threats for you. The only time I write is during December when I have to send thank you cards to my grandmother.

4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT?
Hobbit. If you fry them in a pan with some onions and then put them on a couple of slices of sourdough bread, I swear, you can hear angels sing.

5. DO YOU HAVE KIDS?
Unfortunately, no. It's hard to go out and find a girl when you're busy taking over Middle Earth...and when you do get to go out, the girls are always afraid of my spikey helmet and black armor. You'd think they'd understand that Dark Lords get have feelings, too.

6. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?
Of course. I don't know anybody better than me.

7. DO YOU USE SARCASM A LOT?
Noooo! Not me! I'm always straight with what I'm saying.

8. DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS?
Yes. To tell you the truth, I'm a little afraid I might need them out sometime soon. My dad was 562 when he got his tonsils taken out, and I'll be 562 next fall.

9. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP?
Hell no! I'm terrified of heights and amusement park ride supervisers.

10. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL?
Sauron's Cinnamon Swirls. I ordered my best men to create that for me.

11. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF?
No, I wear metal boots.

12. DO YOU THINK YOU ARE STRONG?
Well...I don't like to brag, but take out an entire force of men in one swing of my mace.

13. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM?
Oh, Rocky Road is to die for.

14. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?
Their shoes. If they're not Italian or Dwarvish, they're just not worth wearing.

15. RED OR PINK?
Oooh, that's a tuffie. I like red...it's the color of blood and fire, but I think I'll have to go with pink, because it brings out my eyes.

16. WHAT IS THE LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT YOURSELF?
I care too much. I only maimed a family of Hobbits because they were having a birthday party.

17. WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST?
My stuffed teddy bear, Mr. Fluffums. I lost him last week and haven't been able to find him.

18. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO LINK THIS BACK TO YOU?
You mean with a chain, Why would I want someone to chain themselves to me by my laptop.

19. WHAT COLOR PANTS (Or Kilt) AND SHOES ARE YOU WEARING?
Black leg armor, black leggings, and spaceship underwear.

20. WHAT WAS The LAST THING YOU ATE?
A salad. I'm trying to watch my figure.

21. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW?
The dying screams of the tortured...and a Yani cd.

22. IF YOU WHERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE?
Robin's Eggshell Blue. They're so beautiful in the spring!

23. FAVORITE SMELLS?
Fresh grass, rain, flowers, baking bread, and the rotting remains of my enemies corpses.

24. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?
My mum. She called to remind me to brush my teeth after my reign of terror.

25. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO LINKED THIS TO YOU?
Again with the linking. Look pal, whips and chains and stuff is okay for some people, I'm just not into it.

26. FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH?
Hobbit squashing and golf.

27. HAIR COLOR?
Well...technically I'm bald.

28. EYE COLOR?
Bloodbath red.

29. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS?
Duh, did you think the eye color was natural?

30. FAVORITE FOOD(S)?Hobbit calves, Dwarf tricept, and chocolate moose

31. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS?
Happy endings.

32. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED?
Our orc training video: "Working like an Orc: How not to piss off your boss and die in the first week."

33. WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING?
Black

34. SUMMER OR WINTER?
Summer. I like warmer (or even hot) weather.

35. HUGS OR KISSES?
Hugs!

36. FAVORITE DESSERT?
Chocolate moose

37. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW?
"Be a Better Leader, Take Charge of that Army of Doom"

38. WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD?
Hello Kitty!

39. WHERE WERE YOU BORN?
The Shire, Middle Earth, yes, I'm 1/4 Hobbit. I just had a growth spurt, and then a run-in with a mystical, disfiguring gem.

40. WHOSE ANSWERS ARE YOU LOOKING FORWARD TO GETTING BACK?
Gandalfs! He's such a riot. And Bilbo if he has time to do this!!!

Explanation about Absense

Yeah, sorry about being gone for so long. It's actually been quite the busy past few days. Just before I posted Fates post 1, my back went out. I couldn't walk for the better part of two days. It wasn't fun, and I still cant' figure out how I did it. Then I went visiting a friend I haven't seen in a couple of months.

After that, we went to the town where I'll be going to college, just so I could drive the route and try to memorize it. On the way up there, though, we saw a car in the middle of the road. It's front was smashed, and a little distance away, a motorcycle was wrapped around a hospital sign. The driver of the car was panicking and the motorcyclist was lying in the ditch. We helped him stop the bleeding from his face and called 911 and stayed with him until the ambulence came. His left leg was broken--apparently she turned right into his leg. He was really really lucky, because he got hit at the end of the driveway to the hospital. Obviously we were late getting to our destination, so we decided to spend the night.

Then, when we got back, I left again to go hang out with another friend I haven't seen in a few months. So, yeah...it's been quite a week.

A Night Out With the Fates Pt. 1

A Night Out With the Fates

Part One: The Odd-yssey

As the sun is setting behind Mount Olympus, Clotho looked out across the lake that surrounded most of the base of the mountain and smiled. It was Friday, it was the end of the day, and it was time close up shop. Most of the people don't know that when they're not spinning the fabric of life, they also have a lovely weaving shop where they make a good chunk of money.

"Clo! Will you get in here and help me put up the Fabric?"

Clotho sighed and went inside to help her sister, Lachesis, put up the Fabric. It was a big dusty thing and was quite a handful. It was really important, though. They had to go through a lot of trouble of making sure that the last thread is run through properly and that it won't unravel during the night or over the weekend. That would be a disaster. The gigantic oak cabinet that held the Fabric stood at the other end of the room. And there was Lachesis, trying to carry the Fabric across the room by herself. Stupid girl.

"What are you doing!? You might drop it or make it unravel! Remember what happened last time? Do you remember the Dark Ages?"

Lachesis flipped her blonde hair out of her eyes with a jerk of her head and giggled. "Sorry."

Clotho thought she was gonna puke.

"Do you girls have that put up yet? I wanna get outta here."

It was Atropos, the oldest of the sisters. Clotho got so sick of Atropos "holier than thou" attitude. Just because she was the oldest she got to decide the Fate of time.

"Yeah, yeah, we're going."

The two girls hobbled the rolled up fabric over the cabinet and strained to set it on the shelf. Atropos started sighing and tapping her foot. Clotho thought of ways she could get rid of her sister, some of the ways involved sewing needles and a big back of beads. Simmering in her own dark thoughts, she almost dropped the Fabric.

"Will you be careful!!! I don't wanna come back on Monday and have to redo our work from today!!"

Clotho growled and dropped the Fabric on the shelf, smiling inwardly at the crash it made as it landed.

"Ow!" Lachesis slapped Clotho on the back of the head. "That was my hand!!!"

Clotho slapped Lachesis back. "That was my head!"

Lachesis' hand slammed across Clotho's face, knocking her glasses off her nose. "Don't hit!"

Clotho returned the gesture. "You hit me first!!"

"You dropped the Fabric on me!"

"If you had some upper body strength maybe I wouldn't be lifting it all by myself!"

"Well we can't all be built like Minotaurs now can we? I swear, Aphrodite was right, you're more a guy than Hercules!"

"Oh, you and Aphrodite were talking about me behind my back again, eh? Figures, you two are two birds of a feather."

Atropos flew across the room and slammed the doors of the cabinet shut."Will you both just shut up! Damn, you giving me a headache!" She spun on her heel muttering to herself and stormed out of the white marble room. Clotho and Lachesis followed after, arguing back and forth. They all got in the carriage and sat in silence as they rode down the mountain and into Athens.

"So what are we gonna do tonight?" Lachesis asked.

Atropos sighed and looked out the window. "I dunno, let me think."

I guess being the decider of Fate means you get to plan our weekends, too? Clotho thought as she shot dirty looks at her sister.

After a few more minutes of silence, Atropos sat up in excitement. "We could go to the bar and try to pick up a few guys. There's this guy Jason. He's a sailor, and he's got a whole bunch of men that follow him around...the Aristocrats or something. I'm sure we could score a couple of them."

Lachesis giggled and sighed, dramatically leaning in her seat. "I do love a sailor. Mmm...and they've been without...companionship...for so long."

Atropos smiled and clapped her hands together. "Right, so it's decided."

What will the Fates decisions do to the course of history? Find out in Part Two: