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I watched the first episode of The Sopranos tonight. And I have to admit, I can see what all the fuss is about.

Now I guess I need to watch an episode of Curb Your Enthusiasm.

There’s nothing quite like sleeping under the stars.

I hate people who post or e-mail something along the lines of “BIG NEWS COMING SOON!” People like that annoy me to know end imaginable, for why don’t they just wait until they can tell me the damn news! Half the time they never even come through with it, but it’s times like these that I understand why they do it. Because if they don’t, they’ve got nothing else to say and yet they don’t want to say anything in the fear of jinxing whatever they are working on.

That said, I’m in a bit on limbo here - I’m waiting to hear back from a certain lady named Hera to find out if I’ll be able to something I dearly want to. Hopefully I’ll know what’s up either way in a week or so here, because if there’s anything I hate more than Bob Costas or El Nino, it’s The Waiting Game. Never fear though, once I hear back from my Greek Goddess, I’ll let all six of you who still read this site know what’s up.

In an effort to take my attention off my cell phone (RING DAMN YOU!), I’ll do a quick recap here. Almost immediately after making my last post, I climbed into a car built for 7 with no luggage room and somehow crammed 8 people, 1 dog, and 49 suitcases into it. Then it was off for a leisurely 12 hour drive to the beach. Oh, how I long for the days when the beach was only a 15 minute bus ride away.

It was a great week at Myrtle Beach, though. I had contemplated renting a car to drive to Spartanburg to see some old friends, but it was simply going to cost too much money in the end. But other than that? Nothing beyond being back in Virginia and playing that damned game while trying to rush three new websites to active status, one of which I need to get launched in a day or two max due to the fact that it centers around school work, tests, and the such. And what better time to launch a site like that then when everybody is heading back for yet another year?

And hey, Juno, give me a freaking call here. I’m ready.