The Light at the end of the tunnel might not be a train...

I'm feeling guardedly optimistic lately. I'm starting a new job on Monday. I'm guarded, because I'm afraid being too happy will jinx me. I'll miss all my collegues where I'm leaving, and scared for their futures once the end date approaches.

One the writing front: A flash that got very high critiques just got rejected. Blah...

HOWEVER, I currently have my lovely and well rejected favorite story being held at a new horror zine that pays pretty decent rates. Hopefully they'll use it, however they did tell me to feel free to shop it elsewhere if I wanted. I'll give it some time before I do that I think. A maybe is always better than a 'Hell no!' and gives me hope.

I caught the tail end of the VP debates. Wow...they seemed a bit more animated than the presidential debates. I'm hoping Kerry's ratings in the polls go up. I'm scared of Bush and what he'll do if given 4 more years. I've never been this SCARED before, of any administration. Fear is something I choose to write about, not live.

Anyway, I've nothing more witty to say so I'm off to get ready for the day. Yeehaw!