So it's time once again for my big gay trip to the Bay Area for the Sebastopol Celtic Festival. Plans are afoot -- I'll be there from the evening of Sept. 26 till I hop in my car at dawn on Sept. 30, although the festival will take up most of the 28th & 29th. So finally I can give my friend Chris the Ashley MacIsaac CD I gave him last year and inadvertently packed away in my stuff! If all goes well, too, my honey muffin will join me for at least part of the weekend.

At work, I got my lateral promotion, so I'm a full-time staffing coordinator with benefits and everything. It's about time! Yay me.

School goes well.

The house is finally almost completely cleaned, truly a first for me in many, many years. Monty loves his new home, but mostly he loves the fact that he gets walked three times a day.

Songs are being written, but nothing is being heard about the band. I'm still waiting till they decide what instruments they want before even worrying about having the chance to audition for them. Clearly, they're not exactly organized yet.

Qwest is really pissing us off. We wait a month for the hardware, only to be told they only signed us up for MSN dialup service (why we'd go through Qwest to order MSN dialup service is beyond me). Then they told us to use MSN dialup and upgrade our account. Um, no. So now we wait for the hardware, wait for them to activate our line Sept. 10. Wait, wait, wait. I'm getting bloody sick of waiting. And their tech support people are true mouth breathers.

*yawn* Be good. More soon.