Dear Jen.

No way but Up

Dear Jen,

         Looky, looky, Day 6 and no interuptions. So far that's a record. Are you feeling well? You look kinda pale. Well I guess I can give you some color back just bare with me. So the day stars off with me waking up from the usual random dream. Oh, you really want to know? Okay then. The dream consisted of a field near  either a lake or an ocean, and the wind was blowing everything around but never touched me. I think that was it until I was walking up then I notice I'm with someone who reminds me of Ian Somerhalder. He was briefing me on what was going to take place in the next battle. Then I am standing by myself in the middle of the woods and I'm fighting this pwerson... well Man. This man had long brown hair pulled back out of his face. I couldn't really see his eyes but I got the distinct impression that they were not friendly. I'm not sure if people really feel fearand all that when dreaming but I can tell you one thing. I felt... elated, peaceful, as if I had been there before and KNEW the outcome. Soon after I'm walking along the ocean and I jump into  float. When I dived head first I woke up as my head broke the water. See? Not abnormal. just unusual. So can I go on with my day?  *sigh* Fine one question. Do I like Vampire Diaries? Um... Would the chances of me knowing who Ian was be likely if I didn't? Exactly. Anyway I wake up and go to the rest room. and then I get asked If I'm out. Um... NO! But of course I mishear and have to rush out to tell them.

           Today was peaceful. Auntie mailed a pakage out to her grandson and then we dropped Tinselring off at the office. Tinselring is my aunt's chihuahua. Toy chihuahua to be exact. She looks like a small and anerexic cow with big ears and longer tail. Tinsel has to go with us almost everywhere. We stayed at the office so my aunt could get her bank deposits ready for the bank and we both fot our computers out. I used the time she takes to turn on the heater to apply my Navy Blue mascara and  Frosted Peach lipstick and pulled my hair into a high pony tail. We left and went about 6 maybe 10 miles to the bank. We stopped into Lowes and bonded over doublesided tape before we headed over to staples to check out printers and a wireless internet range extender. For Lunch we went to Micky D's and we talked about different things here and there. Mostly we talked about the difference between the managers at my place of work. One I've felt a solid respect for since the beginning of my "carreer"  and the other I've wondered what  game she really plays at.

            After  Lunch Auntie and I go to Best Buy. Again we are looking at printers and W.I.R.E.'s then rush back to the office to find out how much damage Tinsel has done to the place. As soon as it was all cleaned up we both sat down at our computers. I ended up getting on Gaia. You DON'T know what GAIA is? It's only an online website that you can go on and design your own avatar for free, browse the site for free, meet and chat for free, design your profile for free and play games on that site earn gold and more. If it sounds addicting.... It is. I've had one since 9th grade. I now have 3. Barely anyone gets on anymore though. My boyfriend still does. And I found it funny. He has a freind on there who seemed to be teasing him on having a girlfriend. Anyway, I played ZOMG, Mahjong Dimensions Blast, Black Jack and edited my house, which is another thing you can do for FREE on Gaia; I went and got dressed in my uniform. It was great and I was ready to head out the door... Until I noticed that I had a HALF HOUR until I had to be there.

             Today was MUCH better. It was also slow, but I didn't let that get to my head and paced myself so I wouldn't screw anything up. I got about $3 in tips.  We did run into a slight problem. A lady in drive thru ordered a regular Strawberry milkshake and when she got to the window she INSISTED that she ordered vanillia. Both me and Stan recall she said strawberry however we gave her a vanillia because the "Customer is Always right."  Until they're wrong that is. Later Nate came in ready to work and to relive me at 6.  Anyway this lady pulls in and asks for a regular sundae with the syrup out of the wet nuts but she didn't want the nuts. While Stan and Nate were trying to figure out just how they were supposed to get the syrup to drain Stan slips and says, "Awww, MAN! I got nut juice all over me!" All three of us bust out laughing. Nick picks this time to ask, "She wanted the juice out of the nuts?" and I had  to answer, "That's what she said." I know immature and wrong but we couldn't help it. The door was open and SOMEBODY had to walk through it. Anyway before we could send ourselves into stiches over the cheesey jokes we could come up with I was saved by a customer at the window. Soon after the manager returned and I clocked out. I grabbed an icecream and the pretzels that we couldn't sell and walled to the office.

            NO one was there so I let myyself in the back. I then set the rest of my icecream on the counter to make a cusory exam of the office. I turned on the light in the middle room and closed all the blinds and curtians, so I could sit down and eat my icecream in peace. Fudgie Cheesecake and Chocolate Peanutbutter Buckeye with pretzel sticks are  AMAZING! I then got online and fount out my boyfriend wanted to talk. He had bugged the hell out of my one friend that he knows stays in touch with me. He asked how I was and told me Elizabet was finished  but I'd have to wait for Jaymes to post it. THANK GOONESS I have a DeviantArt account. My darling boyfriend also told me I have to wait til the 20th for chapter 4 in his story (which Elizabet is a character based off of me as a matter a fact). He also wanted wanted to know when I could come down to see him. He's debating coming up here too. Hopefully he does because I can't WAIT to see him. It's literally been 3 years since I've seen Justin. And I planned to go see him and my friends numerous amount of times. Each plan had fallen through.

              On a less Romantically Failed note, I joined a group of Fellow Potterheads. We are planning on iether sending in only a slip oc paper to one person who will make a scrapbook or sending a 5 subject notebook to each one involved so we can express our great appreciation and thanks to J.K. Rowling. I am really hoping on sending the notebook. I think it would give it more of a poetic feel to what we are doing. Uniting Potterheads around the world. It would be amazing. I would belong somewhere then. I would have finally taken an action where I usually only dream about connecting. Not many people are optimistic about this but I think it could work. We should aim for it to  get it to Rowling by her birthday in anycase. I can't wait to see what happens.

            On Auntie's orders I shut down my  computer and locked everything up, getting everything ready for Missy and Ken's arriveal so we could get out of there sooner. When they FINALLY got here they talked about the person that keeps stealling their cooking and heating oil for the trailor they live in. It took them almost two bloody hours. I had to turn off a television Missy's kid turned on and clean up all of the cars and the track and bowling set and tonka truck that was strewn across the entire office. In order to get Bitzy out of  the office Auntie had to bribe him with a ride in her car. As we pulled into their driveway Ken gets out and takes Bitzy's stuff into the house. Missy helped Bitzy out and took him inside. When Missy came out to shut her door she finds keys hanging out of the passenger door on her lovely little green van. We looked at each other and she said, "Don't tell me that I drove all the way home with these in the door." I smirked and said "Okay, I won't, but it's Ken's fault." 

              Well I best be off Jen. I just noticed the time. Oh and I lied just a bit. The last thing I remember about my dream last night was traveling  with the Doctor.

                                                      Shadow Raven

                                                                  concluded: 11:59 pm January 17th 2001

             Placeing the pen and book on the table, Shade rolled over completely drained. Curled into a ball she drifted into sleep, as her aunt walked down the hallway.