The Good and Bad

I feel rather oblivious.

I have a front-facing bedroom with three windows, two of which face the front road. Not to mention the fact that I've been keeping two windows open--the side one and one of those front ones--since I've recently received my wondrous and amazing new shelves which I can't wait to fill because they still reek a bit of their stain.

And yet, despite all of that, I didn't notice anything happening around me. Well, I did, but I ignored it. A firetruck, an ambulance, a police car, and the bloody chief arrived the the front of my house, and I didn't notice them when my mom yelled out for someone to tell the ambulance they could drive to the back yard if they needed, when they rang the doorbell, when they coming down the street (come on, really?) or anything. Not until their bloody radios sounded through my windows and disturbed my reading! Am I so pathetic?

As it turned, though, the man who lives behind me fell off a ladder and possibly got electrocuted.

Due to that, the cable line that runs through my back yard caught fire. And all those lovely trees shrouding it that haven't been trimmed to procedure in ten years? Well, predictable things ensued.

Eventually they got the fire out. It didn't take all that long really, it never got all too big. Alas, they then needed to cut the trees, leaving a large amount of brush and tree limbs to carried out to the curb. While some of those are incredibly light, I have to say that some are thorny and some get incredibly heavy.

On a brighter note, though--an author from Fictionpress I was tracking down when she left returned my message on Xanga and is back. Which, though it doesn't do much good for everyone else who wasn't tracking her, makes me incredibly happy. And, for those familiar with Fictionpress (and those not, why not?) she's listed under my favorite authors on my Fictionpress homepage--C.H. Morgan, and she writes amazing stories.

I'm about halfway through the one-shot I decided to write about a lesbian. When I'll ever stop being lazy and finish that, I don't know. Maybe after I finish Hamlet...