This is it. One last entry before I fly away to BC. Well, I'm not actually taking to the air for about 13 hours, but I'm going to be packing, sleeping, and driving to the airport between now and then.
Can I say that I love to fly? There's a good reason why my prime alter-ego is a dragon. It's funny because when my feet are on the ground I hate heights, but put me in a plane and I'm happier than a pig in mud. I want to learn to hang glide some day so I can fly for real. So off I go into the wild blue yonder, and by this time tomorrow I should be sitting at Mai-Li's huggling Cajun and Wulfsbane and whoever else and meeting everyone and just having fun. I can't wait!
(Incidentally, "I fly!!!" is the traditional response in Blood or Duke Nukem, or any similar first-person-shooter game when you've fallen off of one of those endless cliffs and are falling forever. *grin*)
Can I say that I love to fly? There's a good reason why my prime alter-ego is a dragon. It's funny because when my feet are on the ground I hate heights, but put me in a plane and I'm happier than a pig in mud. I want to learn to hang glide some day so I can fly for real. So off I go into the wild blue yonder, and by this time tomorrow I should be sitting at Mai-Li's huggling Cajun and Wulfsbane and whoever else and meeting everyone and just having fun. I can't wait!
(Incidentally, "I fly!!!" is the traditional response in Blood or Duke Nukem, or any similar first-person-shooter game when you've fallen off of one of those endless cliffs and are falling forever. *grin*)