Lifting Weights

Today was a moderately busy day. I went to the bank, the post office, therapy appointment and my personal finance class. I went to another campus of our community college to talk with the teacher in person about my financial situation since he has offered to provide advice. He looked at the numbers and told me I was set for life if I made the right moves with it now. This is a huge burden lifted off my shoulders. I am so terrified about money. I am used to living on a "get what you want now" frame and I'm slowly working my way out of that. I just want to live without financial fears, and I think I'm on the right track. Hallelujah!

I finished Richard Matheson's Hell House late last night and I have to say I enjoyed it very much. It has got to be the best horror novel I've read (and I've read quite a few). I only had one minor problem with the book: the word "started." It was used so often that I actually took notice of it and cringed each time I saw the word. It almost makes me want to go back and read it again just to count how many times the word appears. I was surprised I enjoyed it as much as I did since I never could get into his Stir of Echoes. Hell House was written 15 years after that though, so maybe his writing had changed a lot; or maybe it was just the story and the pacing, I don't know.

You may have noticed the raven to the right. Don't worry, he won't hurt you. He's just there as a sort of... host... while I am away. He's very friendly, trust me. But, seriously... I have always felt a sort of kinship to the bird (yeah, I know), and I just thought it went really well with the page. Okay then, I guess it's time for me to fly away (get it? ha ha ha).